lost in the crowd of
indifference, wishing i am
back home,
where i can sit and watch
nature bloom
far in my provincial home,
here in one corner
in Pasay
i stood alone
discerning where to go
next
what to do
as the train comes and goes
as the door closes and opens
as people come and go
as the noise grows deeper
i wait for this confusion to sink
bury all doubts
so i can rise from these deep
ocean in the city
so i can finally get myself out
from this jungle of
cemented dreams
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