There's not a Change

I walk slowly, I walk fast but there’s not a change

Heard the gun fires, the bellow, the cries and the whines

I stop for awhile, look around and view the place

And wonder if in this land I could find solace

I perch on a tree trunk and ponder with the time

As I hear the songs of yesterday… a grumble

There’s not a change… it’s the same music that I hear

There’s not a change… the noise of time that I should bear

The passersby, I hear them singing… so lonely

Walking towards somewhere… to a place of nowhere

I see their faces but I don’t know what they feel

There seems a pain and unseen wound that never heal

There’s always a promise in an uncertain world

A hold on pledge may always be heard but not felt

We can walk or run; we can shout or just whisper

Prove that we can do anything and should not fear

If I sing with them . . . or not, will there be a change?

If I walk with them . . . or not, will there be a change?

It’s my mind that will decide but my heart will tell
Amend . . . easy to say yet so hard to compel

Taking the Risk

All our life we take the dangers

from birth until our dying years

we took the risk knowingly or naively

a cycle in an unpredictable society 

In the past, we already took the risk

do not ask since there were a lot to think

we took the risk hoping for a change

though change was never within the range

Tired of waiting for the things we hoped

from the promises that were only a joke

of the plans where execution is vague

delivered by a tongue that only talks big

The dangers we bumped into were matchless

but it seems the lessons learned were less

there was always a glimpse of hope

unfortunately, we had never coped 

Narsiso

Sino ba itong nakaharap sa salamin

Na tila lahat ng anggulo ay nais sipatin

Kakagatin ng marahan ang mga labi

Saka kikindat at maglalabas ng ngiti

Halos isang oras nang paikot-ikot

At ang buong mukha ay kinakalikot

Panay ang hagod sa kinulayang buhok

Subalit ang porma ay hindi matumbok

Sino ba itong naglalakad ng marahan

Tila inaagaw ang pansin ng karamihan

Agaw-pansin ang bawat kilos at mga salita

Maharot man o mahinhin, ito’y sinasadya

Sino ba itong laman ng mga umpukan

At nais ay siya lamang ang pinakikinggan

Lahat ay kaya at palaging siya ang bida 

Siya ang magaling, ang guwapo o maganda

Sino ba itong laman ng social media

Bawat kibot ay nakalathala ang mukha

Sa bawat oras ay may bagong larawan

Kuha man sa kubeta o sa paminggalan

Nagkaroon ka na ba ng oras na mapagtanto

Kung ang mga kilos mo ay totoo o biro

Isa ka ba sa mga Narsiso ng kasalukuyan

Na ang sarilli ay labis na kinahuhumalingan