Trumpet Call

A voice is crying out
in the wilderness, in despair
Hear the call of mourning
Hear the sound of Zion
See the woman groan
for the time is about to come

This is the cry of the desperate
of the hopeless, of the weak
of the battered and the faceless
of the mocked and the nameless.

Could we be the generation
who will seek the God of Jacob?
The redeemed, the undone, the holy nation?

Could we be?

Rags and Armors

Dressed in black
Underneath the shades
Beneath the armor
Lies the warrior

"Hear my heart," he says
"Fight for freedom," they say
Take off the mask
Underneath is a child

Hearing the music of the rain
Hoping for the warm breeze of summer
I step out
And dance through the rhythm of the north wind.

Chillax

Tigil.
Hinto.
Istap.

Hindi naman kailangan alamin
ang lahat ng masasalamin
Huwag isipin ang maari
Huwag italaga ang sarili

Run

Run
Run
Run
Run

Til' nobody sees you
Til' there's no more shame
Til' it's all over
Til' it lingers

Trapik

Tumingin ako sa taas. Ang gabi ngayon ay tila nanghihimok sa akin na magbigti. Habang ang ulan ay dumadagundong sa bubong, patuloy ang paggitgitan at paguunahan ng mga kotseng nakapaligid sa akin. Ang mga sementadong flyovers ay walang bisa sa pagluwag ng trapiko at pati na rin ng MRT. Busina ako ng busina, tulad ng ibang iritableng motoristang kumukulo na ang tiyan. Nagulat na lamang ako nang unti-unti, sa paningin ko’y biglang may lumilitaw na cheeseburger. Binuksan ko ang bintana, nalasahan ko naman ang hilaw na isda. Huminga na lang ako ng malalim at pinakinggan si Charisse, umaasang sana matapos na ang gabi.

Kanser

Sari-saring mga sakit, kaawa-awang bayan
Hanap ay lunas para sa dumadaing na lipunan
Nawawalan na ng pag-asa, dumidilim ang isipan
Iisa lang ang pinagmulan- mikrobyo ng kahirapan.

Nandiyan ang trangkaso- iligal na trabaho at pandaraya
Pinapasok lahat, magkalaman lang ang mga sikmura
Mga nakakapit sa patalim, pati pagkatao ay sinira
Inutil sa pamahalaan, walang tulong sa mga maralita.

Nandiyan ang kanser- mga bisyo at seksuwal na imoralidad
Panandaliang lunas, maikling kaligayahan ang hangad.
Kawalan ng sapat na pinag-aralan, lahat ng wasto ay binaliktad
Sa lansangan ng kasalanan, kasama barkadang huwad

Naputol ang mithiin sa madugong eksena
Pag-asa ng pagbabago, sumabog lang sa lupa
Pangarap ng isang buhay, pinutol at binasura
Dapat isipin ng lahat, laging may bukas pa.

Tulang Pambata

Ako si Tarzan, ako si Tarzan!
Duyan sa lubid na kunwa’y baging
Mabilis ang duyan na parang abot ang langit
Ganyan si Tarzan at sumigaw pa ng malakas
Tinatawag ang mga kasamang hayup

Biglang naputol ang kunway baging
Humagis si Tarzan at pumutok ang ulo
May dugo sa lupa at semento
Tumakbo at sumaklolo ang magulang niya
At dinala siya sa malapit na ospital

Huh u hu!!! Ang malakas na iyak ni Tarzan
Habang tinatahi ng doctor ang ulong may putok
Pagbalik niya sa kanyang gubat na pantasya
Nakita niya ang putol na baging
Yakap ang magulang: Ayaw ko na maging Tarzan!

Haiku

Talim at takot
sa aking tatahakin -
di tatalikod.

Wonderland

When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.

Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.

The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.

But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.

I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.

Call for Intimacy

The Groom calls for intimacy,
The bride says, "I will seek."
He says, "Return to Me."
The lover says, "I will come."

Awake O sleep, and rise from the dead

This is the generation
That seeks the face of the Beloved
This is the generation
of Jacob, that cries out in worship

Euphoria

Sighing, flushing, wooing -
wearing the crown of beauty,
keeping her dreams along fidelity,
while patiently waiting for Charming

T'was every girl's dream
to sit at the royal throne,
and praying that she would not be alone.
Her soul speaks of a worthy esteem --

Start

Three, two, one.
Hear the word go
Thinking what, how, nothing, no one
Pushing the soul to escape, he says no

Clueless, helpless, senseless, she thought
Could she really be free and finally find
The piece others think is bought
Still trying, humming, and waiting, for the mind

Can she really be like them
Effortless and blessed, called to speak
Or one who is lost, trying to claim
Try, she says repeatedly, and seek.