My hands are wet with blood. They are crimsoned with the blood of the man I have just killed.
I have come here today to confess. I have committed murder -- deliberate, premeditated murder. I have killed a man in cold blood. That man is my master.
I am here not to ask for pity but for justice -- simple, elementary justice. I am a tenant. My father was a tenant before me and so was his father before him. This misery is my inheritance and perhaps this will be my legacy to my children.
I have labored on a patch of land not mine. But i have learned to love that land, for it is the only thing that lies between me and complete destitution.
It is the only world that I have learned to cherish. And somewhere on that land I have managed to build what is now the dilapidated nipa shack that has been home to me.
I have but a few worldly possession, mostly rags. My debts are heavy. They are the sum total of my ignorance and the inspired arithmetic of my master, which I do not understand.
I labor like a slave and out of the fruits of that labor, I get a mere pittance for a share. And I have to stretch that mere pittance to keep myself and my family alive.
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
My Revenge
"Never have I thought of reaching this place. All my dreams
turned to reality. I have everything that I wanted. It's great to have
everthing you've worked for."
That's what they all say. All of them are hypocrites, trying to
escape the judgment of the public's eyes. But, they can't fool me. I
know how they got their positions. If only I could expose what I know.
But now is not the right time. I still have to prove something.
I used to be in that position, the greatest prize in the world.
But now, here in the dump, not even remembered, already misunderstood.
I'm just a victim of this judgmental world, never did any harm, just
misunderstood.
If you want to invest, i would be glad to see you. If you don't
have anything good to say, dont dare cross my way. That's just how
it goes. The circulation continues.
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turned to reality. I have everything that I wanted. It's great to have
everthing you've worked for."
That's what they all say. All of them are hypocrites, trying to
escape the judgment of the public's eyes. But, they can't fool me. I
know how they got their positions. If only I could expose what I know.
But now is not the right time. I still have to prove something.
I used to be in that position, the greatest prize in the world.
But now, here in the dump, not even remembered, already misunderstood.
I'm just a victim of this judgmental world, never did any harm, just
misunderstood.
If you want to invest, i would be glad to see you. If you don't
have anything good to say, dont dare cross my way. That's just how
it goes. The circulation continues.
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Promise Land
"Where am I?"
"Is this the real world?"
A lot of things are on my mind. I may be young and innocent, but not ignorant. I can clearly see what's present.
I can only imagine life when the world was first created, a beautiful scene yet to be exploited.A dash of green and blue then add the bright yellow sunshine that lights up the day.
God gave us a world full of promise. He wanted us to use it, take care of it and make sure that there is plenty for everybody.
The water is not blue as it was.
The air we breath is not healthy anymore.
The forest that used to be rich and full, nowhere to be seen.
Dead
Denuded
Destroyed
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"Is this the real world?"
A lot of things are on my mind. I may be young and innocent, but not ignorant. I can clearly see what's present.
I can only imagine life when the world was first created, a beautiful scene yet to be exploited.A dash of green and blue then add the bright yellow sunshine that lights up the day.
God gave us a world full of promise. He wanted us to use it, take care of it and make sure that there is plenty for everybody.
The water is not blue as it was.
The air we breath is not healthy anymore.
The forest that used to be rich and full, nowhere to be seen.
Dead
Denuded
Destroyed
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The Lost Girl
I am a girl, young in heart and in mind…
I am carefree, I enjoy doing nothing
but play,play and play…
I seldom go to school but hmp! nobody cares!
Instead,you will see me roaming around
standing at the nearby canto,
or hanging around at the sari-sari store
standing beside the jukebox stand…
One day I asked I asked my mother to teach me
how to behave, to live, and appreciate all the
beautiful things in life.
Would you like to know what she told me?
She said… " Can’t you see, I have to hurry up for my
majong session! "
So I turned to my father to console me.
But what a wonderful word he did tell me…
" Child, I have to finish my overtime work…Here’s 500 pesos,
go and ask your teacher about that question…"
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I am carefree, I enjoy doing nothing
but play,play and play…
I seldom go to school but hmp! nobody cares!
Instead,you will see me roaming around
standing at the nearby canto,
or hanging around at the sari-sari store
standing beside the jukebox stand…
One day I asked I asked my mother to teach me
how to behave, to live, and appreciate all the
beautiful things in life.
Would you like to know what she told me?
She said… " Can’t you see, I have to hurry up for my
majong session! "
So I turned to my father to console me.
But what a wonderful word he did tell me…
" Child, I have to finish my overtime work…Here’s 500 pesos,
go and ask your teacher about that question…"
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Our House Will Never Be a Home
Kring- kring kring – kring kring the alarm clock ringing on my side, suddenly I heard my mother my voice
“ Ana, Ana wake up its already 9 am in the morning.”
Mother said, here you go again waking me up,
its been a week since you were here coming back in Philippines bagging my whole life into disaster
I wish you weren’t here,
I wish you wasn’t my Mother, 10 years of abandoning me?
Then suddenly you came?
What for?
Ruining my life into mess?
Knock- knock
a sweet voice came out as the door open
“Ana, Ana my dear your late, aren’t you supposed in school by this time?’’
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“ Ana, Ana wake up its already 9 am in the morning.”
Mother said, here you go again waking me up,
its been a week since you were here coming back in Philippines bagging my whole life into disaster
I wish you weren’t here,
I wish you wasn’t my Mother, 10 years of abandoning me?
Then suddenly you came?
What for?
Ruining my life into mess?
Knock- knock
a sweet voice came out as the door open
“Ana, Ana my dear your late, aren’t you supposed in school by this time?’’
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