LAST NIGHT

i was sitting outside the house last night looking at the dark sky. i
remembered the days i dreamed. sitting alone. memories came to my mind. i did
the very best i can to make them real.i succeeded. i failed. but no matter what
happens these lines would always be in my mind "if the end brings me out right,
whatever is said against me would amount to nothing. if the end brings me out
wrong, ten angels swearing i was right would make no difference." those lines
came from an american president. i used to look at the sky every night when i
was younger. when i was young. waiting for the shooting stars to pass by. i have
seen many. some were bright and some were not. i have also seen this brightest
shooting star. that was when i was sitting on our roof top. it made me happy and
made me wish. that was extraordinary for me.i really dont make wishes on
shooting stars. but it made me wish. just last night night, sitting outside the
house, on to the garden, i looked at the sky but there were no stars. clouds
filled up the night. there were no shooting stars. instead, the rain fell…..
and my tears… they fell together…. when i was younger… when i was young…
i was faint… and i grew brighter… out of the blue i fell down… fading…
my energy was about to be emptied… but then somebody shook me… in my
heart… He said "Im still here for you son… though your dad and mom is
gone… buried six feet under ground… Im still here.. for you My son…" Thank
God. I will never be empty…

SMILE EMPTY SOUL

A man travelled alone

Someone without a home

He went astray looking for one

A place that is safe and warm.

Unprotected and unloved along the way

Everyday was the same old day

Silent tears always drift down

He almost fell to the ground

Bullied by evil, unsafe from harm

So helpless, he was almost drowned

How pathetic this life can be

For a man who just wanted to be happy.

Lonesome moments and darknights

Seemed to be haunting his life

A life that’s full of hopes and fears

Brought him a bit of joy and full of tears

Nobody helped and understood him

For the only thing he’d been hoping

A simple life that’s so serene

A tired soul has been needing

He’d been turned around and left behind

Tattered heart and puzzled mind

Promises were broken, happiness was stolen

Poor man had nothing and was forsaken.

Instead of crying he gave up his smile

Strengthened himself and asked God why

He talked to God like father and son

Asked for his love, blessing and guidance.

What you’ve done was right weird person

You’ve just found your wy back home

God’s there! Just play yoru role!

Take good care, smile empty soul.

THEY TALK ABOUT ME!

As I walk they notice me. I feel their eyes directed towards me. It seems uncomfortable. Maybe it’s odd. The atmosphere isn’t safe I guess. As I turn my head they all smile. But almost almost all of them are fake. I smile back at them but frowning inside.

They talk behind my back. They are like daggers hitting my spine or blades attacking behind me. I wont be bothered. They cant intimidate me. I have met their kind.

As I talk they hear me. And I have sense of humor. They giggle. And As I turn my back they hiss like snakes. Moving towards me. Ready to attack me with their fangs and poisons. But I have brought with me lots of antidotes. I sure have one for each bite. And thank you for laughing with me. Im still laughing at you now.

You think Im weak and you are strong. Im sorry to say you are hollow inside and I am solid. Im better than you. I am stronger. I have more power. I guess you need proofs. The proofs are your insecurities. They are slowly burning you from the inside. You are hollow. I am solid. I am metal. You are plastic.

Look at the mirror poor ones. You think you dress like kings or queens. But see how you look. You are even worse than a beggar. Surely the beggar obviously need to be dressed. Unlike you. You wear clothes that dont suit you. You act like geniuses and prominents. Look at the mirror again. You are barbarric, moron, and immoral.

I am not harsh. It is who you are. Dont talk about others’ lives. You barely know them. They might know more about you. You look at yourselves like angels but you dont notice you have filthier smell. Sordid. Pathetic.

I dont talk about your lives. I talk about me. Kindly have the decency to avoid talking behind my back. Talk about yourselves. About your own kind. I dont wanna talk about you. I dont care who you are and what you do. Thanks anyway. I am popular.

MAMANG DRIVER!

It was a pleasant sunday afternoon and everything seemed so cool. I got my room cleaned. Undusted evrything in my room. Organized everything in my closet. Planned to enjoy the rest of the day out side with a friend!

Sumakay ako sa jeep. Sa Harap. Medyo puno ng passengers. And the driver’s friend in the passenger seat didn’t really remove his arm. So it was like wrapping his arm on my shoulders. And I got really irritated. I have noticed these two girls also. Both of them aged 13 to 14 years old. They were like flirting with the driver and his friend and at first i didn’t mind it.

A few blocks away the passengers unloaded the technocolor puj. The two girls were left. I looked into the mirror and had a peek at the two. Both dark-skinned. One with straight hair and the other one with curly crown! They look so young but so experienced…. Their conversation went on….

The driver asked “masarap ba yan?”. And the girl didn’t really care and answerd “Siyempre… Makipot pa to!”… I frowned inside… I didn’t want the driver’s stupid friend notice i was irritated. The girls really knew what to say. And these s*nofab*tches kept on laughing.

Along the way was a motel and the lunatic man beside me looked at the girls and asked “gusto nyo diyan?”

“Kahit saan! Magsasarap naman tayo eh..” The two girls got excited as if wetting. Or they really were. Poor little girls… Their conversation went on. And the two devils were still grinning…

“Yan ang mga gusto ko! Mga edad katorse” The pitb*llsh*t said.

“Pahipo nga..” the driver requested as he was actually reaching for the neareswt girl’s vulva! And that really got my face red and I was trembling with anger… I was about to stop the jeepney but the girls answer astonished me…

“Mamaya na… Namamasa na nga eh… Matitikman mo din naman…” the girl replied…

“Naiiy*t ako tuloy!” The driver’s more evil friend told her… They giggled as if sin never existed…

I stopped the jeepney… frowned at the two girls and stepped out… What a shame… I didn’t think that some children of their age can flirt as dirty as the hookers… I pity the driver and his friend. I hope this two pathetic individuals would realize the words that come out their contaminated mouths and think of their families. I felt I was in hell inside the jeepney. Their laughters intimidated me. The words echoed in my ears. I would have understood if they were some hookers because they are really in the dirty flesh trade. But they were so young… They were being abused… I hope their parents know well how their children are being treated by some irresponsible individuals… haaaay… buhay… Life’s a constant change…. Pero sana change for good naman…. Sana naman maawa naman sila sa mga bata…

Nasira tuloy araw ko… Kakairita….