Those Empty Hands.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

come on be real
do not imagine life as a bed of roses
unless you deny the existence of those thorns
come on be true
there will be love and there will be betrayals
there will be givers and there will be takers
there will be honest ones in the same manner that the
swindlers also come in hordes
there will be peace and there will be war
there will be happiness and there will be sorrow
come on, be realistic
do not delve on fantasies
live in the realities of everyday
be flexible, be watchful
let things and events be
do not live in the state of denial
just embrace what comes
open the door open the windows
live in this house
sleep well and wake up
take care of yourself
and just be what you are
have those empty hands
and fill them....