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.