Araw-araw, paulit-ulit. Gising, kain, ligo, bihis, byahe Pagsakay sa dyip Usok ang bumabalot paligid Ang tulalang mga mata Nakatingin sa kawalan Nag-aabang ka lang lagi ng senyas Kelan ba pwedeng tumigil? At patuloy lang ang lakad Binabagtas ang lumang linya Ng kalsadang kabisado mo na Pare-pareho ang itsura Naghalu-halong mga mukha Tumitingin, ngunit walang nakikita Hindi pinapansin Dinadaanan lang at hindi napapansin Sa iyong mata ang mundo ay hindi nag-iiba Pero Hindi mo alam na ikaw lang ang hindi nagbabago
More than a dozen prickling words attack my body little by little. Some assault my face, my nose, my lips, my eyes. Several of 'em cut through my head. A few gash my arms and a couple stab my chest. I could feel the piercing pain on my palms, still suffer the sting on my feet. Bit by bit those tiny bullets you shoot at me rip me to pieces.
Does wearing suits and blazers really make us a civilized people? Do our systems and institutions really make us a more organized and advanced society? Is this so much better than when things were a lot simpler and we were unencumbered by so many complexities in life?
What I don’t understand is why we have to put up with a job we don’t like doing during the productive hours of our day for five or six times a week just so we can scrape a bare minimum salary that doesn’t even come close to compensating the exploitation and degradation we experience in the boxed-up “careers” we have.
Don’t ask me, I’m still doing it.
Sabi mo, kagabi, sabi mo Itigil na natin ‘to Nagmakaawa ka, sinabi mo Hanggang dito nalang tayo Napatigil ako sa sinabi mo Tinikom ang bibig Kinuyom ang puso Wala akong nasabi sa sinabi mo Lumipas ang mga buwan Mga luha’y kinubli sa dilim Paulit-ulit ang tahimik na alaala Ng gabing sinabi mo sa akin Ngayon sinasabi ko sayo Hindi ko na maitatago Hindi mo na mapipigil Ang nais kong sabihin sayo Eto o, pakinggan mo Ang nababasag kong puso Ang bumubuhos na dugo Naririnig mo ba’ng sinasabi ko?
The passing days blur the memories That face I memorized That hand I caressed That breath I inhaled They were all once so familiar – a part of me before Now there is only a hazy image A distant echo A haunting shadow But sometimes the wind carries back The dust of long-abandoned yesterday And a melancholic melody weaves Through the cracks of a my mending heart The cold seeps in and freezes my body I thought I was free
Save those two glazed eyes Boring a hole into nothingness Close your heavy lids And give in to the beckoning darkness Plunge into oblivion Lose yourself in apathetic slumber Let your limp body drift It’s so much easier to surrender
“Do you remember what it was like in the world before?”
“People had more than they needed. They had no idea what was precious, what wasn’t. We threw away things. People killed each other.”
~Denzel Washington (Book of Eli)