Tell Me If There Is Really A Need For Change Poem by RIC BASTASA

there will be no changes
the weapons of
survival remain the same

same morning
same nighttime

same faces adore your
space
same words trickle
from the ceiling

same eyes waking up
same moons below your eyelids

if you cannot take all these
monotonous landscapes
and sonorous sounds of
sameness all about us

there can be a little change
like temporary departures
for possible
comparisons

you leave and then you
may come back

tell me if there is a need
for change
tell me if i really have to

love another and then
forget
you forget us