When I Was A Child

when i was a child
i used to fish in the nearby river
there was silence
i can hear the songs of the reeds
and the whispering sighs of the nipa palms
i sat and waited
until a fish swallows my hook, line and sinker
and the with one pull i got the fish
off the water and into the soil
it grapples for death
for taking my bait.

now, i have become a man
and i have nothing to do with the fishes anymore

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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