Tacloban Blues.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am silent
but i am not blind
and so i keep the video
going from left to right
from up to bottom and so
there was frankie busy talking
with abbu and there was
dennis drinking his double black
gazing at lily on the other
table talking with Mimi
and there was this singer
a la Carpenters and this
guitarist with a long hair
and thick glasses and beside
him the drummer bald and
shining against the dimming
light of the historic room
where General McArthur
allegedly said his
i will return.