Sonya Florentino

Rookie (Manila, Philippines (residing NYC))

Sonya Florentino Poems

241. Youth 12/15/2008
Best Poem of Sonya Florentino

# # Bastard Son's Story

I stand before you Father,
but you refuse to see
Oh dear Father, have I fallen from the tree
of your good grace, our last embrace
now a memory
Oh Father, have you forgotten me

I kneel before you Father
But you do not feel
Oh dear Father, have you forsaken me
I am your flesh and blood
Dear Father, look at me!
I am your ill-begotten history

© 2009 Sonya Florentino

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My Muse

My muse is not a lady
My muse is a man
My muse is a man who haunts me

My muse is not a woman
Whom I would understand
My muse is a man who torments me

My muse is not a she
For she would set me free
My muse is a man who's possessed me

My muse is not imaginary
My muse is a man
As real - as tortured as I am

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