a trash-bag of thoughts and things that swim in the mind of a wandering fool-for-Christ, a.k.a. taong-grasa-para-kay-Kristo wannabe... "If indeed aspiring to be free and happy and deliberately poor, simple, unfit for career advancement, and just a mere human being who is fully aware of his being so is really a case for the asylum, then please count me in! This is what being a fool-for-Christ truly means! I would willingly forgo a leg and an arm to even get anywhere near being one!"
Sunday, January 17, 2010
DEMOLISYON
Kalahati na lamang ng dati nyang rilag
Ang katapat kong bahay na dal’wang palapag
Na ngayo’y winawarat at pinaggigiba
Ng matapang na maso at makinang pantibag
Ay kahapon lang s’ya’y mapayapa’t himbing
At wala ni kapraso man lamang na awit
At ang tanging gambala sa maghapong tahimik
Ang miminsang takbuhan ng pusa’t bubwit
At sa bawat lagapak ng pinutol na haligi
At langitngit na matalim ng yerong pinupunit
Sabay ding binubungkal at hinihimaymay
Nagkulapol kong nasa at mga pangamba
ito na ang pirmi at malimit kong ulam
Sa bawat agahang may kape't periodiko
Magmula ng matapos dumaan ang prusisyon
Ng Pasko, at Nino at Poong Nazareno
At tanging dalangin ng naalimpungatang diwa
Maligtas sa panganib ng pait at duda
'pagkat layon kong tangi ang umiwas sa diwara
Ng palaboy na buhay at paghimlay sa kalsada
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