I remember back then,
the cage is always threaten
by the hands of sinners
and by the words of liars.
This, my home, with rumbling noise.
Shouts and screams of curse
Sound waves of anger
Scattered numbness are everywhere.
This, I pray silently
Secretly weeping out loud
As I'm keeping this thought forever
Starting now and then until it's over...
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BINABASA MO ANG
The Writings
CasualeDon't read if you don't want. This is not a story. Expressions. Feelings. Imagination is in here. Own work. So this is not a professional. You can see some errors. Thank You.
