Calling a volunteer to be my peer,
Oh no, don’t expect, don’t want a potential tear,
My desire is a good time and not a long time,
Please, I don’t want to fall into a deep end,
And sure if you want to hang out on the weekend,
No, I don’t mind if you want to be with me,
You can be my chivalrous company.
A
Drop
Of tear
Is more than
The worth of an ocean
Behind it is an untold story
Of truth beyond naked eyes foresee
No matter how visible it fell down your cheeks
It might even be a reason to lose your capacity for speech
But always remember that they are definitely not a flaw to hide
Or a representation of weakness but rather a blunt sign of resilience
So let it roll down your cheeks, and dance in order to make a difference
Let the heaviness of your heart find its course of action to lighten
Indeed, just allow it to develop and bounce back from being broken
It’s alright, it’s normal, stop holding back, let your eyes pour rain
Don’t you think it’s nice to make a rainbow and start again?
Let it pour, strong human, and thereafter a light shall appear
Strong human, I swear because you gave away
And acknowledged that at the end of the day
You are still a normal being
That shed
A Tear.
Through your presence my soul faces serenity, In my spirit, within me, I hear the soothing melody,
Never left and continued to heal the neglected me,
Bringing life to my soul that’s drained and weary,
Now it’s my time,
To correct regime,
Put end to crime,
Set You as prime.
I will sing forever,
In a den together,
With You, my provider,
No one would take over.
You accepted my mourning and turned it into singing,
You welcomed my weeping and changed it into laughing.
My house felt like a sanctuary, I owe you everything.
Everyday, I reap, even though it is overwhelming.
The noise of traffic dangling harshly upon my ears, Bolstered by gentle fumes bringing frenzy to my nostrils,
And carried aloft with the choruses of mongrels from the rubbish bins,
So long since our last encounter, now all muffled as memories.
It was the month of March when the complete mayhem broke out,
Caresses have longed for apart from outdoor detachment and society division,
Awakening the recluse inside the weary wanderers throughout,
The melancholic breeze singing lullaby for those of condition.
Journeying on the gypsy road, seemingly always humps and bumps,
Caught a glimpse of silver lining peeking through the great wall of trouble,
Learning, adapting, and building a new world amid being in the slump,
Reimagining the future beyond the state of being vulnerable.
Literature has transformed into a dazzling sword,
Or shall I say, a comforting place for the bereaved?
A bridge for division and digital discord.
The answer is all, as it contributes to the healing of those who bleed.
Disaster Is Still a Disaster
Thee scream a menacing hostility,
Dominating presence out of my league.
The rosy hue of sunrise, she is me.
Malevolent thunder is what you dig.
Futile imputations I have realized,
As the story goes, opposite attracts.
Truth is, it isn’t what I’ve fantasized,
Therefore freeing from the shackles of contacts.
Harsh, beautiful disaster, I mutter.
Shame, beautiful disaster is still a disaster.
Freedom of media, killings of political activists, attacks on civil society, military threats, police oppression, and regressive health state of the country. Those are just some of the things that are currently happening in my state and at this point, I am starting to lose my remorse with everything. You care so much, you get affected so much as a result. That was me before. But today, I would rather isolate my entire being away from the drastic society and have all the peace for myself.
I am Juan. Socializing, interacting, and forming new circles are the affairs I get a bang for. Having my college started last year, while in a health crisis, opened a world that is foreign to me. I took up Bachelor in Arts major in Political Science at my dream university. I’ve been looking forward to how my college life would be ever since. However, things happened and here we are now, secured inside the upsetting comfort of our homes, frightened with the threat of the virus. Virtual learning was the new mainstream. Yet, those unfortunate events didn’t stop me, chances are, they provoked my hell-bent persuasion towards everything.
As a social butterfly, I attempted to relate myself with my block mates. Approaching them sincerely, I found out that most of us are indeed politically inclined, the majority are even bound to law school like me. I became more confident in voicing out my perspectives upon realizing that I’m in the right flock. We had a discourse about the ABS-CBN shutdown, followed by the passing of the Anti-terror Law that was reckoned to be another setback for human rights. We felt infuriated together, we felt dissatisfied together. Cared too much, get affected as much. To sum up everything that has been stated, my first year in college wasn’t bad at all regardless of the new environment adapting to the new system.
The prolonged journey of the year 2020 has run its course and finally come to an end. I am still Juan. We are still suffering from the COVID-19 pandemic, stuck in our homes, studying in our rooms, and helpless with the crimes and delinquency that are happening outside. The only difference is, I stopped caring. Nonchalantly responding with the society, evident apathy and being mediocre. Do you feel me? The thing is, citizens are not blind... or so I thought. We’re able to differentiate what is right from wrong and determine if this is the incompetency we are facing… or so I thought. Few more years and I am already graduating from college. I don’t want it to be this way. I just turned 19 but I feel melancholic. I can’t wait for the next year to come and have my own way.
For the 2022 elections, I won’t be blind. I won’t be ignorant. I won’t let my vote be put to waste and set the whole nation in jeopardy. I don’t want to be one of the reasons to impair the security for all. I am Juan. I might be indifferent nowadays, there is still hope within me. As someone who was once part of the afflicted youth, I’d never want to repeat the same mistake of the previous voters. I may vote alone in accordance with my principle, I know I can value the most gratifying reflection that my vote is never misspent. I am Juan, and for the 2022 elections, I am voting for the sake of everyone.
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