When The Poet Speaks Of Injustice Poem by RIC BASTASA

inside the board room
i tried to speak the voices of
discontent
that somehow there is an injustice going
on
served on white platters
everyone pretends to listen
and i am confident
no one shall add to whatever is said
and one may say this man is not credible
this man is saying something that we cannot comprehend
and i give up
close my mouth and let all these injustices go untreated
like cancer

at that time when no one listens
one feels
true, i am but,
just a poet...