...The Simpleton.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

...The Simpleton....



a simple thinking
from a simpleton, forgive
me for the term, says
that there are only
two people in this country,
(or say this world)
the killer and the killed.

like a man or a woman.
day or night, such a simple
division, without any
complication or sophistication,
why should one befuddle a
simpleton?
why should there be too many
colors of this rainbow?
there should only be black
or white, nothing in between
that is how simple things
are: do not confuse a
simpleton. Life is simple.
There are only two division.

dark and light, evil and good.
and going back to his two
classifications: dead or alive
killer or killed...what about
those who wee and do not weep?
those who carry the coffin
without weeping, or the children
of the poor in the cemetery who
are not involved except to wait
for the free food that are given
by those badly affected?

i am glad i met a simpleton.
there is a house without a door.
and he lives there.

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