A Minute Ago

just a minute ago
i hear the church bell ringing
inviting me
to hear mass this Sunday

i decide to just stay in the house
sit on an easy chair
open my personal computer
read the news of the day
about the typhoon coming
somewhere in Luzon
learning about a wannabe president
of this republic
advised by a rival to quit smoking
have some charm
talk like a leader and walk like
a true leader
to pause on some speeches
not to cough in between
and marry.

something unpoetical too early
in my cold morning
is creeping in the marrow of my bones

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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