Second Chance

Prologue

" Ano ba naman tong si Deanna. Bakit naman sa Sea Side ng MOA pa talaga naisipang gumimik?" reklamo ko.

" I don't have a clue, maybe she's in the cafe she mentioned last time, where she saw the beautiful girl" Sagot naman ni Kat. She's my best friend galing siya ng Canada at kakauwi niya lang ulit dito. She was busy tying her hair, habang ako naman nakatingin sa labas ng binta ng taxi na sinasakyan namin.

" Kuya can you stop right there at Sev's Cafe" I heard her while asking the driver na ibaba kame sa cafe.

Umayos na ko ng upo saka ko sinuklayan ang buhok ko gamit ang mga kamay ko naghahanap ng lugar ung driver na pwede naming babaan, after me and Kat paid the driver we head straight to Sev's Cafe.

It's not that big, it was like a rustic styled cafe in Maginhawa. All I know about this cafe was it was owned by a famous reporter.

" Hey Ate's over here!!" Kat and I looked to where the voice came from and we saw Deanna napangiti ako ng makita ko siya saka namin siya nilapitan tapos nagbeso-beso kame sa isat'-isa.

" You're just in time, Mga Ate. Open mic ngayon eh."

" Huh? What?!" I was clueless sa sinasabi niya

" Anong Open Mic?"

" Oh Crap. Seriously Ate Mads?!" Deanna utter tapos tinignan niya ako mula ulo hanggang paa and based on that look she thinks that im the most stupid human being she ever know.

" Open Mic, that is very popular nowadays Mads. I've read an article about it, in some cafe they allow people to share what they want, sometimes a story and other times poetry it really depends on the person." Kat butted in.

" I've watched it once when Me and Kuya Vince together with our cousins had a night out and I must say that every person talking on the stage was amazing."

" Oh thank gad Ate Kat your update, unlike ate Maddie here, she lives in another dimension ata eh" Deanna said, I rolled my eyes on them and entertain myself while looking at the menu that the waiter handed over to us.

" Ayan na Ate, magsisimula na" I heard Deanna said it to me pero di ko na lang pinansin at hinayaan sila ni Kat. Narinig naman namin ang pagtapik ng mic chinicheck siguro ng magsasalita kung nakabukas na o hindi pa tapos nung nasigurado na niyang bukas bumuntong hininga na ung tao sa stage sa sobrang lalim natahimik ang lahat.

(PLAY MEDIA UP THERE)

SPOKEN POETRY BY JUAN MIGUEL SEVERO

TITLE: ANG HULING TULANG ISUSULAT KO PARA SA'YO

" Ito na ang huling tula na isusulat ko para sayo..." as soon as I heard that line bigla kong napaangat ng ulo at napatingn sa taong nasa stage trying to know kung sino siya, A guy probably around 22 or 23 years old of age.

" Pangako 'yan, at totoo.

Hindi ko alam kung magiging ga'no kahaba

kung kasya ba sa isang pyesa,

ilang pahina,

ilang minuto ang itatagal at ihahaba nito

kaya posibleng hindi ko agad makabisado.

Pero pangako 'yan...

Ito na, ang huling tula na isusulat ko para sa 'yo.

Itaga mo 'to sa bato

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