Ramona Remembered

you finally cracked when the teacher said,
life is unfair
you cannot accept that fact that sticks in your skin
like a tattoo since birth perhaps even till death

the unfairness of it all was the shutting of your light
for Ramona
like the sun you could have shone like a very bright day
in the middle of this darkness

now, the teacher comes to class with nothing but a piece of chalk
and convinced he writes there on that blackboard

indeed, life is unfair. He packs his things and leave for the mountain
and since then

no one hears about him again.

i am staying in this university and will continue writing all about these.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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