Social Studies
i
a mother taking care of
a son who just had a nervous breakdown
there is no way
for a mental asylum
ii
there is this woman who writes poems
translates them from bisayan to english
making the poems
the little burdens of grammar school
iii
there are siblings who quarrel all the days of their life
forgetting the color of their blood
too near and so too far
cutting navels, making fences, choking necks
iv
how did we end? we started with some social sketches
defining what social studies is all about
sweet nothings, and trivial matters
bridging gaps, comparing black and white
and dreaming of rainbows
v
no lust. a friendly chat. something platonic.
a brother to a sister. birds hiding some wings.
oral intercourse.
social studies. a little poetry. a human craving.
empty. full. empty. lull. wanting to go.
but staying still.
vi
oh my, i tell myself finally as we say goodbye
i still have work to do. something legal piles up.
an issue on international law. some circular reasoning
begging the questions. i lied.
in fact, i am still here.
vii
back to poetry. some metaphors are popping out
the ceiling speaks. a lizard shows its tongue.
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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