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Sunday, November 27, 2016

A Bird's Poem

By: Ymatruz | Filed under:

I watched the people from the sky and I cried when I saw them living in hell and hunger.

By the time I ended my meal
a host of bitterness filled the room.

The elegant characters
printed on the wall
gazed the empty platter
taunted the peasant
living within me.

I stood sharply out against
the tip of the pompous chair
its arms wrapped in pure diamond
I could have its own queen
only if dignity weighs the same as gold.

I stepped on their toes and heavily
I looked them in the eye.

Then I left droppings
that would make them
remember me – a permanent spot
on the painted finish
of the expensive Royal surface
– through the ages, the people
the servants and elite in power
would talk about it, in mockery
or hypocrisy, perhaps.

I walked past the hallway
torches lit, in a corner I saw the hoarder
who was playing the doll dressed
like a mediocre queen without the head
– because the head and the crown are too big
to fit the dollhouse window.

I watched the people from the sky and
I cried when I saw them living in hell and
hunger on their native land.

They wake up with empty pit
smoke is their air as they embraced
each sunset deprived of strength.
Only the night hears their pleas
the moon lit their dead sea
No water to quench their thirst.

When they ask for food
a storm of hail answers them.
A slump in pride
bring them daily to persecution and
never ending idiocracy.
And the King they pinned their
hopes on, sits comfortably
under the sun.

Freedom asked itself, Do I belong with humans?
Gazing on earth, the horror of oppression and
inhumane society are deadly nightmares
These truths fly in the face of humanity.

And so, I'd never give up living in democracy
over my fallen feathers – because I am a bird
– born to be free.

From the original prose format, I reformatted the poem lines and cut. The texts are kept the same. Thank you for reading.

This poem is not just about freedom and democracy. It is also about oppression and sufferings that the Filipino people are facing and their opulent discomfort living in the same country, with the self-entitled elites.



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