for us, who do not care
(after Maya Angelou)
be me urchin
seek me shanty in Payatas
or under the LRT
bury me in tattered rugs
and paper blankets at night
while i dream me home
a family to call my own
swim me river defiled by men
whose soul is darker
than the waters of Pasig river
cross me streets of Manila
and breath me air thick
with smoke belched from buses
trucks and jeepneys
collect me garbage
high as a mountain
worst than Augen stables
in rainy days
walk me malls in broad daylight
where courtesans trade their bodies
for six-pence in a day
o give me
what future?
(after Maya Angelou)
be me urchin
seek me shanty in Payatas
or under the LRT
bury me in tattered rugs
and paper blankets at night
while i dream me home
a family to call my own
swim me river defiled by men
whose soul is darker
than the waters of Pasig river
cross me streets of Manila
and breath me air thick
with smoke belched from buses
trucks and jeepneys
collect me garbage
high as a mountain
worst than Augen stables
in rainy days
walk me malls in broad daylight
where courtesans trade their bodies
for six-pence in a day
o give me
what future?
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