REPLICA

By: Ed J. Titular
041708, Chasan-ri

Starvation, scarcity and street marching,
Sighs and agonies and hopelessness are what they are
On the other side, brainstorming and psy-war,
Having those expensive stones and said, "they are for the poor",
Pause. This is the replica of our society.

Having that "looks" for a Sunday mass,
And talking with someone else is your fashion and fads
Some are kneeling to ask for healing
Some are standing for they are looking
And some just come for their problem and merry making.

Saturday nights you are very alive,
Stirring yourself with your favorite game inside
And back home your family is in the state of congestion
And can't buy foods with proper nutrition
And all is gone by your pride and mind's condition.

Everyone project his own replica
Some are angelic but venomous
Some are deceitful and unpredictable
Some are just simple but lovable
And you, what is your own replica?

(That's your Titular, the poet on his own unique way! Photo with Grace during the KLEI Seminar)