(while gazing Tres Marias peak partly in Leyte
for my bro Jevee AGA Advincula, my tour guide
and my extended brother, Camotes to Cambaro
Mandaue City)
A pair of kingfishers
Floating overhead
Interrupting my vision directly to the peak
Their wings are pumping with silent
Glidingly praising their creator
Begging mercy to capture unpredictable prey
They’re unaware
We live same planet
Same prey we eat
Without notice
I feel I am alone
As the planet is wheeling
The sun hides and bid goodbye
The preys are invisible
The peak turns into red
Never the island on my feet
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