Blind Blinking Eyes Poem by Gianni Pansensoy

Though thousands starve to death,
another thousands sleep beneath the
roofless homes,
some still dreaming next to the cadavers
of their loved ones,
yet the politicians just sit comfortably
on their luxurious couches,
with a bible on their right hands,
and their left hands accepting bribes.

In the house of congress,
through the senate,
they can still play the game of blame,
even if it is detrimental to the dying victims,
they ignore everything,
but their self interested agenda.

Their eyes are forever close,
could not see those dying children in Leyte,
their ears are perpetually deaf,
could not hear the cries of the wounded mothers in Samar,
their hearts are colder than a block of ice,
could not feel the pain of the fathers who lost their families in Panay,
their hands are always close,
could not give a slice of their Pork-Barrel for those who are suffering in extreme poverty,
Ms. Kc Concepcion is much more human than them,
she gave her earnings as an actress to the desperate
victims of the gruesome calamity.

If Yolanda comes back,
they should be swept away,
along with their deceptive intelligence that
has been raping the innocence of the Filipinos for so long,
worst than mass murderers,
they should be washed away,
along with their magical hands that rob without knowing,
deadlier than Ebola virus.