when i go back there again
riding in the same car that i bought
twelve years ago,
i surely know what happens again
with all same faces and same talks
always remembering those who
perennially are absentees
backbiting those whom we think
never liked us even for once
i know that it will be the same sadness
same old song rewinding
in short, another boring event of my life
and so, to surprise myself, that i am not the kind
of worm that follows what is felt ahead of me,
i decided finally
just to stay put, read my favorite novel
and then take my much needed nap.
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-class-reunion-2010/
