Making A Candle

i pick up the pieces
of melted candle

these are the wastes
left-overs of those already used

burned, i cut them with a sharp knife
like bread crumbs and

put them all in a small kettle
a little fire melts all of them

i got a thread a slice of tin
as weight inside a mold

i pour the melted candle there
and set the newly formed one aside

i reflect upon life
i reflect upon the people with wasted lives

vis-a-vis
the new candle that i made.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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