...Not Even A Cup Of Coffee...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

...Not Even A Cup Of Coffee......



you have power
in your hands
you promise to change
this world, but not

without any bloodshed
and lots of x
the one you use to
mark those who
are dead, or who had

been murdered, whatever
is the right term,
they all end up, pursuant
to plan, and one afternoon

i had an appointment with
you and i have to pass three
doors, and have to wait for
hours just to speak to you, busy

figure, a very important man
in this country, and then you
arrive and we talk, you keep
on talking i prefer to listen,

this time, you claim, the needed
reforms are not finished yet,
it is just an inch of your finger,
the whole body of this country
needs a total repair, again you

emphasize, not without a bloodshed,
because this is war, this is a
revolution and the wheels of change
do not need gas, they need blood,

of all our brothers, and fathers and
even mothers, and you use the word,
damn, damn all these demons, these
devils who do nothing but destroy this

country. I look at my watch, it is already
5 pm. and traffic will be heavy, and i
really have to go back to my hotel, and
i said, i am going and you said you can
go,

i expect a little amusement, i'd say a
little courtesy, for i am your friend and
buddy, with our sense of personal history,
i never got it, not even a cup of coffee.

Monday, January 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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