What Can I Do?

i got
25 years of education
denied myself
of fun
and thrived on the
termites

now the foolish people
come for advices

how to solve the stupidities that they are into,
lining up the streets

i surrender
i am not the master solution of their very own problems.

i walk away
step in an island
alone
i
sit on a chair and sip gourmet coffee.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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