Nick Carbo Poems
|1.||When The Grain Is Golden And The Wind Is Chilly Then It Is Time To Harvest||1/1/2004|
|2.||Ang Tunay Na Lalaki (The Real Man) Stalks In The Streets Of New York||1/1/2004|
|3.||Ang Tunay Na Lalaki (The Real Man) Is Baffled By Cryptic Messages||1/1/2004|
|4.||Ay, Que Dolo!||1/1/2004|
|6.||Typhoon Signal No. 1||1/1/2004|
|7.||Ang Tunay Na Lalaki Meets Barbie At The Shark Bar||1/1/2004|
|11.||The Filipino Politician||1/1/2004|
|13.||Little Brown Brother||1/13/2003|
Little Brown Brother
I've always wanted to play the part
of that puckish pubescent Filipino boy
in those John Wayne Pacific-War movies.
Pepe, Jose, or Juanito would be smiling,
bare-chested and eager to please
for most of the steamy jungle scenes.
I'd be the one who would cross
the Japanese lines and ask for tanks,
air support, or more men. I'd miraculously
make it back to the town where John Wayne
is holding his position against the enemy
with his Thompson machine-gun. As a reward,
he'd rub that big white hand on my head
and he'd promise to let me ...