Redundancies Of Life...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

we want to stay put
to stick it out like a tag
to a luggage or
traveling bag,

time flies, time runs,
time jumps over boundaries
of countries
time travels in space in
unknown galaxies,

we want to stick it out
but God knows, we can't.

goodbye is such a word
and at this moment
of our temporary pleasures
it need not be said.

we are numb to such
redundancies,
we simply want to be kind
to all these pains.