LORENZ
AFTER A WEEK .....
~~When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burden be;
Then I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit a while with me.~~
Iniwas ko nalang ang paningin habang dahan-dahang ibinaba ang kabaong sa malalim na hukay ng lupa. Kahit saan ko ibaling ang paningin ko ay nakikita kong may umiiyak parin.
People from Linksys are all here. Hindi man sila masyadong nagkikibo pero nakikiramay naman ang mga hitsura nila. Maraming mga pulis at military din ang nagkalat sa paligid. Si Tito Anton ay kasalukuyan paring pinaghahanap. But I know he's here watching, I'm very much sure. Nasa iisang pwesto sina sir Silverio, ang Lolo ni Zoo, si Jairus at si Kenneth na parehong nakaposas ang mga kamay.
Life is really really short. Kung mapapansin mo, kagigising mo pa lang at mag-aalmusal, ilang sandali lang ay magtatanghalian na naman. Ang bilis ng oras. That's why time considered as gold, it's precious and too expensive that no one can buy it, no amount of money can stop it. That makes life so short.
I take a look at the coffin that slowly lowered. Why is it so hard to say goodbye to people close to your heart, when life flows that way. People were born, grow old, and later on dies--that's life. But it's a bit harder when they died so sudden, because you haven't even heard their last word to you.
No one ever predicted this. If people only knew when will they gonna die then it would be less harder at times like this. If only, I wish . . . then it's so easy to ask for forgiveness, to spend quality time together, to be prepared and to say thank you before the end of their time.
But that's it, humans are just human. We can't turn back time but can only recall the memories we had in that time.
Parang kahapon lang ay excited pa akong pumunta sa cebu at sa isang pikit-dilat ay nandito na sa sementeryo.
"W-Wait please . . . " Lark's voice cracked. He hurriedly walks towards the coffin and, then and there he hugged the coffin.
"Lark . . ." Pati si Lola Moni ay lumapit at niyakap si Lark.
I never hide the tears that fall from my eyes looking at the both of them. I don't have to be shy.
'Parang kang bakla! Ang tunay na lalaki hindi umiiyak!'
A voice of her suddenly echoed in my mind. Napatulala nalang ako sa harapan. How I wish that this is all just a bad dream, that she's here standing beside me.
Mommy's hugging me while crying. Habang nagsasalita si father ng pamamaalam ay wala kang ibang maririnig sa paligid kundi malakas na hagulgol ni Lola.
People, good or bad, when they die, there would still be people who can remember them.
~~You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong when I am on your shoulders
You raise me up, to more than I can be.~~
Nangingibabaw ang napakalungkot na musika at mas lalong lumakas ang hagulgol ni Lola. Si Lark na nasa tabi ay parang bata na nagpupunas ng luha. I came beside them holding them away from the coffin.
Someone beside us throw roses with cuffed hands. Pagtingin ko. "D-Dad . . . ?"
Ngumiti siya sakin at nagyuko ng ulo. "I'm sorry, son." Nag-angat siya ng tingin at may namumuo ng luha sa mga mata na nilingon si mommy. "H-Honey . . . "
