The Will Of God.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

you want freedom
you dream of it
from day one to day's end
and then you finally
got it

early on you move
your body from one place
to another
meeting all sorts of people
until you
realized that in these millions
of choices
you had become a floating
foam of the sea in the ocean
of emptiness

you do not know anymore
in particular how to deal with
this enormous freedom
and you begin to be empty like it

i've been there
and freedom is empty without a purpose
without having to choose
what is right and peaceful and
humane

this freedom is freedom only
when you finally make the right
decisions: to be right and
follow only the will of God.