Christmas, Giving and Changing

One of the great occurrences in humanity

The birth of Christ is one that we could say

For it shows God’s love and generosity

A gift that we should cherish everyday

On Christmas, as we go out and celebrate

Reflect that it’s because of the Christ’s birth

It is the season for joyful cheers

And not the time for solitude and tears

As we go out on Christmas morn

Flaunting the new garbs that we put on

Forget not that the Christ was born

Simple and not with precious clothes on

Christmas is the time for giving

And also the time for changing

Change from the unpleasant to better

Should be a habit and not just for a year

You may think that it would be unusual

Or a change could be so special

But bear in mind that with the Christ’s coming

God performed a very unusual thing

Starting the Day

I wake up in the morning with a sigh

A glimpse at the gray clouds covering the sky

Starting the day, I am not happy.

Switch on the TV and watch the morning news

A terror group is on the loose

Corruptions here and there is being exposed

Starting the day, I am not happy

Commemorating the past tragedy

A year had passed still seems no remedy

People are whining and keep on begging

Not for a decent but just for a simple living

Watching… my teardrops start falling

Starting the day, I am not happy

I took a taxi and hurried for work

But it seems faster if I’ll just walk

In the avenue that I everyday pass

Vehicles are at still wasting its’ gas

My day has started, and I’m not happy

But then, who cares of what I feel

What is the significance of what I tell?

Will it change the world if I am sad?

We can walk… we can run and even have fun

We can cry and vent out the whines

We can criticize or we can sympathize

But then, if we will just realize

Nothing will change or be revolutionized

Unless the changes will start from ourselves

Then, we’ll get the happiness that we deserve

And I or you will start the day… we will be happy

If I can

If I can fly,

I will take you to the highest peak

So you would see what’s on the ground

For I know you heard the whimpers

But you never seek where it’s coming from

If I can slip back,

I will take you to a place in the past

Where people lived in harmony

For I know that peace is what you seek

But never tried to put it into effect

If I can walk on the water,

I will carry you on my shoulder

We’ll watch the dwindling species of fish

For I know that you want it to flourish

But your commerce could be in menace

If I can time travel,   

I will take you with me to the future

To build a cleaner and greener environment

For I know that you loved nature

But you only watch it being ruined

If I can . . . only if I can

But all is just a whisper, or

Perhaps a song of a dreamer

For like you I’m a hopeless crusader

A fantasist with so much fear

Words

The words we speak

Are the words we learn

From yesterday

Or when our life begins

A word so easy

Or a complex term

At home

We start to crawl

Then our first step

And the first word we speak

It makes our parents glad

We laugh and they laugh

And the first word we repeat

I was in a train

When I read a poem

A parent teaching a child

The words in life 

Some are easy

And some are tough

The words we heard

Are the words we use

And even sing

From childhood

Until our knees weaken

Words that make us grow

Or can bring us down

When we forget to use it right

For success gobbles our wisdom

When Do I Close My Eyes?

When do I close my eyes?
Is it when I see someone
running on the streets
taking advantage of others?

When do I close my eyes?
Is it when I see families
fighting with each other
over a non-sense matter?

Do I need to close my eyes
whenever I see a public servant
unscrupulously performing
his duty to benefit himself?

When do I close my eyes?
Is it when I see someone
begging in the street who
chooses not to flex his muscles?

When parents abuse their children.
When I see people pretending.
When I see the richer enriching
themselves at the expense of the poorer.

When everything appears to be falling apart.
Do I need to close my eyes or
just pretend that I do not see
the depressing occurrence around me?

Happy Life

Music to the ears, the sweet words to hear

Saying “I wanna grow old with you”

How to fulfill, could it be true

So easy to speak, yet, not easy to do

A thorny road, a windy path

A narrow-mind, a jealous heart

Petty quarrels sometimes the start

Words are easy but deeds are faint

Not as easy as the dream you paint

When the mouth speaks, actions should present

Love is the key and not some luck

But others say you must have pluck

For love vanishes once hardships struck

It’s not her or him to adjust with you

But the other way around and should be you

It’s not a hoax but a factual view

For if both of you have the same thought

And the complex life you have fought

Not only one will benefit but both

Happy life commence not with I love you

Neither completes with I love you too

Giving and giving in is the right way to do

Father

Days, months and years have passed

But it’s only now that I’ve realized

When it’s my time to be like you

A man, a parent and a father too

The things that then you’re doing for us

Quite vague that my young mind can’t grasp

You seldom speak of what’s on your mind

But when you do, there’s so much sense behind

You seldom scold us or lift your hand too

And we quiver whenever you do

You’re not so sweet but a great provider

With that, we know you loved us so dear

We may not have everything we want

But there’s contentment with what you grant

For whatever material aspects that we lack

Emotionally, we have so much luck

In this world, no man can be so perfect

But for us, you’re so great in every aspect

Father, in our hearts you’re always the best

And for us, you exceeded among the rest

Mother

A spank from her,

We deemed it as a punishment.

A lecture from her,

It annoyed us, back then.

We sometimes felt the resentment,

For she only sees our blunder.

There may be times that we ignored her

For we thought she doesn't care.

“I know what I am doing”,

The words we may have uttered.

We used to say “this is my life”,

That was what we often declared.

We thought we knew where to go,

That we can walk away from home.

We used to think that we were right,

But then, WE WERE WRONG.

She silently cries, whenever she hits us,

That is what we do not know.

In every wrong deed we make,

There’s an agony she doesn't want to show.

Mother, why we have misunderstood you?

Your intent that we misinterpreted,

Your goal to make us grow upright,

It’s only now we realized your good deed.

Asking the Times

Asking about the future

And the future may have a word

Or may be timid without a smile

A faceless moment for awhile

Not even a seer can perceive

What tomorrow can bring

Even a prophet may fail

To see a smooth or rough sail

Asking about today

And today may give a reply

Or may show an occurrence

A twaddle thing or with sense

Be sentient of what comes about

Be wary with right or wrong

With the occurrence within

A contemporary world you’re in

Asking about the past

And the past may speak aloud

Or may bring back a depiction

A remembrance of an action

The times of yore is the teacher

To edify and give a sign

Taking no notice of is tantamount

To hidden blockage we try to surmount

The prospect, the present and days gone by

All is part of everyone’s life

Can be ignored or paid attention to

Caveats, gives a lesson as we all go 

Ang Tao ('di maintindihan)

Bakit ang tao madalas ay hindi 

maintindihan.

Kapag bata ay nais na maging

matanda.

May matanda na nag-iisip

bata.

Mayroon naman na pilit na

nagmamarunong.

At mayroong nagdadamot ng kanilang

dunong.

May mga taong labis ang tiwala sa

sarili.

Ang iba naman ay sa isang tabi lamang nais

manatili.

May mga taong nag-uumapaw ang

kayabangan.

Mayroon ding salungat ang taglay na

kaugalian.

May mga taong likas na

mapagkunwari.

At mayroong  puno ng katapatan ang

pag-uugali.

May ilan na labis ang

kasakiman

Mayroon na ang sarili ay nais sa kapwa 

ilaan

Alin man dito ang taglay mong

katangian.

Marapat lamang na iyong

pagnilayan.

Ang labis at kulang, dulot ay ‘di

maganda.

Isipin at gawin kung ano lamang ang

tama.

tHe LosT NatUrE

Have I told you about yesterday?,

of the lush green mountains I saw,
the thick virgin forest,
the flock of birds that dwell on the trees.

Have I told you of what I saw?
The river with crystal clear water,
the school of fish in a shallow sea,
the mangroves that protect the shores.

The fresh air that I breathed,
the rice fields that colored gold,
the water curtains on the earth walls.
All that I witnessed and enjoyed.

Did I tell you of what I see today?
The billowing dark smoke in the air,
the tin boxes running in congest,
the concrete roads that become rivers.

The concrete boxes rising in the fields,
the mountains exposing its scalps,
the arid riverbeds now revealed,
the birds that are now in cages.

Do you know what I visualize for tomorrow?
My children could still see the trees,
the birds, the rivers, and the golden fields,
the school of fish and the beautiful water falls,

They could still see the lush green mountains,
the thick virgin forest.
Hold it in their hands and see,
as they flip the pages of a story.

If Tomorrow Comes

If today, there are things that I do,
And tomorrow you won’t see me doing so,
Do not wonder nor perceive any fear,
For sometimes there are systems we need to alter.

If tomorrow you won’t see me smiling,
Don’t ever think that I’m sad.
If tomorrow you won’t hear me laughing,
Don’t ever think that I’m mad.

If tomorrow you would see me frowning,
Perhaps there is something in my mind.
If tomorrow you would see me departing,
Don’t ever think that I’m leaving you behind.

I may be gone tomorrow but fleeting,
And meet you again in the right place and time.
When tomorrow becomes yesterday parting,
We’ll look forward to a new season and clime.

If the new season becomes our today,
Perhaps, ‘tis the time that I longed and pray.
But, if I could only restrain the moving time,
I will rend tomorrow’s leaf so it won’t come.