Moon And Stars.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

so your divorce is finally granted
it is liberation day indeed
you have experienced marriage as a shackle
worthy of suffering and martyrdom at those first few years
all for the sake of the children and now that they have
grown up and will be living their own private lives
you too shall have a share of this newly-found freedom

it is here where forgetting a man named Robert is a merry thing
and being away from him completely is a well chosen vacation.

i admire your courage.
your decision is correct.

i have not met Robert but i must have heard it right that
he had chosen to live with the monks in an undisclosed desert.

such is life. He inflicted all the pains in his hypocrisy.
you suffered. Now it is his turn to say that you have finally
deserted him for someone else.

the predator and prey in the cycle of our humanity.
you are going back home to your country meeting an old mother
who shall die happy back to your care.

the two kids have become men and shall take their wives
buy a house, find work, get preoccupied with hopes and dreams.

to each his own now. Like you. At the end there is only you.
the rest are them. What once started goes back to that beginning.

seed back to seed. dust to dust. Moon and stars.