Fate

that time there was bombing
of the old San Pedro church
and about six people died
instantly,

it was by luck that i had diarrhea
and i had to rush before the holy mass ended

that time i believe about candles
the light that cannot end itself

because it is not its time yet
it is an invisible candle that God only sees.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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