Friends, Kins And Relatives.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

we had a simple
gathering of friends and
relatives in the beach today
where food and drinks are
served
where talks are free flowing
taking us
anywhere bringing us to
any place that we imagine
still exists or even if they
don't we dreamed to be,

they say they've been
to america
and they miss this kind of
gathering,

no timetable, no rushing,
no limits, no bars,
we all know what this is,

realizing that depression
costs us much
psychiatric sessions are
getting trendy
most people commit suicide
and we wonder
what is happening
why

we have this antidote to
suffering
this cure for loneliness
we talk without sense
we laugh for no reason at all
we recall the past which
you think is unnecessary
we use our bare hands while eating
we drink water from the spring
we walk instead of ride
we empty instead of filling
we lose rather than win
we give rather than receive
we are going home
to regain this faith to family
and friends and relatives
well knit, supportive and strong.