The Dead Parents And The Prodigal Sons

at this point
of their lives the stingy parents
now dead
shall have no regrets
for then their time shall come
to squander
what was saved: land and jewelries
and whatever
shall be thrown away like garbage
for the pigs,

sometimes one asks
if the prodigal sons are prodigal
because when they
were young
they were deprived of what
is due

kids who were not allowed to play
stored in the room
like some stuffed toys.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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