And Looks At You Eye To Eye..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

to choose between
composing another poem
and making a decision on
the life of another
today, i have chosen the
former, and hence
you have to wait outside
this room and
perhaps if you have known
my choice
you would wish me all the
bad luck in my life

i have met someone choosing
the same thing
and he said
there is nothing to worry
all the bad luck had been there
and will always be there
but mind you

it is this poetry that eases
them all
this poetry that opens another
window to another world out there

utterly irrelevant to how we must
live
how we must eat and drink and
support others
but this, mind you, makes a sharper
mind sharper
makes one understand
the essence of life
weighs things again
and finds
what is more important

thus to hit the bird
one may use the sling and the stone
or the gun
and gets it dead in your palm

but somehow you catch a bird
by your own song
your bird seeds
your bird house
you whistle and here it is
hovering in your hair
transferring to your hand
and looks at you
eye to eye.....