“Food and money I give to you,
Why do you shout so mercily
When I give you your part?”
queried the rich man.
The poor man replied:
“Your question you cannot answer
For from pain and agony you are free,
But I have suffered and borne
The situation that I don’t like to be in.”
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Sunday, March 1, 2015
The Fetus in the Stomach
Last night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was a tiny dot in the womb of my mother. Formed by love, and blessed by the Lord. I could not see, I could not hear, but I could feel that I was loved. Embrace by the warm tenderness of my mother's flesh.
Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!
Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.
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Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!
Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.
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Fake
I got this smile, I skip and I play like a kid.
I'm happy.
People think i'm optimistic, talented and smart. I am religious.
I have many friends.
Do I look like that? Do I?
I hope you're convinced by this synthetic, this fake smile of mine.
Most people envy how perfect my life is.
How I don't have problems and how I seemed to be fine with everything.
But am I?
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I'm happy.
People think i'm optimistic, talented and smart. I am religious.
I have many friends.
Do I look like that? Do I?
I hope you're convinced by this synthetic, this fake smile of mine.
Most people envy how perfect my life is.
How I don't have problems and how I seemed to be fine with everything.
But am I?
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A Glass of Cold Water
Everybody calls me young, beautiful, wonderful.
Am I?
Look at my hair, my lips, my red rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes.
I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my mother.
But that when she was young.
Now, I am much lovelier than she is.
I’m a mortal Venus.
Oops! What time is it?
I must get ready for the party!
Beep-beep…!
A-huh! Here they are!
Yes, I’m coming!
"Child, are you still there?"
"Hmp! That’s my mama"
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Am I?
Look at my hair, my lips, my red rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes.
I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my mother.
But that when she was young.
Now, I am much lovelier than she is.
I’m a mortal Venus.
Oops! What time is it?
I must get ready for the party!
Beep-beep…!
A-huh! Here they are!
Yes, I’m coming!
"Child, are you still there?"
"Hmp! That’s my mama"
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013
I Demand Death
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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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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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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