+ Drunken Swine Poem by Jordan Legaspi

drunken swine


Looking for a place to rest
To find but only a troubled breast
So empty then can’t feel anything
While sight unto the air – broken wing
Against the un-will soul, in pain
The cry of the spirit beyond sane
Speak nay word to claim without fear
Though aware thy presence oh hear
The son- a breed of a half man
The more I can’t be in peace be calm
Hard time- the unfriendly truth
Prevailed face- the malice and its fruit
But time had to come otherwise
Death be the refuge of this swine chest
To haunt me no more with this lust


(Dumaguete City, Phil.2008)