Didith Marcelo (January 1,1989 / Phillippines)
Crazy Situation 'What A Day! ? , Sometimes.'
Sitting on the bench, alone.
Gazing, observing, children are playing,
Sigh under the heat of the sun.
Sight sometimes are Beyond.
Feeling the air, wrapping everywhere.
A rolling rays shook my skin,
A definite feeling, desiring, longing
to a place so-called my own home.
Time to leave, someone is calling,
I saw, children are shouting for farewell,
Waving their hands, saying bye bye.
Taking a footstep toward the front,
Looking below, seeing the ground.
Reaching the gate, heading to go out.
Heeding the time, so boring,
Sighing, countenance drop,
Turned ride, waiting to get there
to a place settle, thinking,
Mind is arguing, composing words,
The tune of truth.
Rational, quite good, but it's not enough.
Following, instructions is better.
Listening, nod, feeling slave,
No choice, knowing I am not in my territory.
Respecting, agreeing, tolerating, no to speak
any words, convincing to end the worst.
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