Some Questions In My Mind

Do I have to brag that I
Have a thousand dreams?

Do I have to tell a lie
To be more honest to all?

What makes lies white?
What white lies are permissible?

Do I have to dream a thousand times
To be called free?

Do I have to be friendly
To be good?

Will my youth justify
My old age?

Do you have to read me
To say that I am a good writer?

Do I have to have power
To be responsible?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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