Iligan City Poem by Gil Nambatac

I didn't expect to see you
In this quite a crowded place
Where everyone I meet
Hugs and sleeps with rats and crumbs around.
Well, I immediately recognize you
Like you will recognize any blue-blooded fellow
Who was once biting a silver spoon
But by any means, was biting her nails beside the streets.

I remember you seated in your throne
Of rocks in the mountains, and water cascading between them.
Where was that royalty that I saw before?
Seems to be here with me
With spare coins in cans.