The Innocent People.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

for that whole
day, i was inside the room,
reading, and writing,
making decisions for
the lives of other
people,

welllighted and
well adjusted, well it
is as cold as it is
comfortable, by asian
standards,
in this tropical side
of the world,

i do not know whether
it rained the whole day
and whether the town
was having its own flood
where people packed their
belongings to move
to safer places and save
their families,

for that whole damn
day, i was inside the
air conditionedroom,
reading, and writing,
making decisions for
the lives of other
innocent people.