2: 20 P.M. Roxas

you are first
if you keep on searching, you will know more than what is necessary for tomorrow

you are the first to know and will tell those who know
to obey the dictates of silence for a while

there is no more argument possible in this
but only that silence that rifts what flesh is found in the bone

do not worry that much, there is no need after all
because i will be next

and i am not telling you
you will not be glad, but you will not be alone anymore

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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