When Papa Gifted Me A Chopper Poem by RIC BASTASA

When Papa Gifted Me A Chopper



one day
papa bought me a
toy chopper

the body of the
chopper
spins with its
chopper and i
wonder
how if the passengers
would feel
well?

i wonder if papa
is just drunk why he
made such a choice

i was then five or six
at that time
and i think perhaps
i. more of,
needed a gun.

Thursday, June 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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