Where Only The Few Can Cry Poem by RIC BASTASA
Where Only The Few Can Cry
her father
hides his tongue
and when something goes wrong
he bites his lips
and grits his teeth
his feet run and his
hands grip
what should not have been
in the course of
life
i like him that way
always misjudged
and i keep seeing him
doing the right
thing
and so i write about
him
after he died in that
funeral
where flowers are
refused
where only the few
can cry
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