legs dangling by the edge
of a roof, survivor of the winds
my stomach grumbles painfully
and i’ve grown numb to the cold night
our president is sleeping like a baby
unlike the new born next roof
lying in a bucket as a crib
and the elderly hanging on by a twig
everyone hasn’t stopped crying
since the rescue boat for vips passed by
but i already emptied myself
two typhoons ago, two weeks ago
i will not drown in the tears of ulysses
i will not lose any more of myself
i will not lose myself
so i can fight for those who did
my youthful rage goes beyond cruel weather
i will not let political leaders get away with ******
revolution transcends threats
we’ll make sure he never forgets
mister president, we are suffering
the consequences of your conceit
mister president, we are dying
with only our dignity left to eat
wrote this in ten mins out of anger. i’m still shaking. if you could pls pls take some time to look into what’s happening in the philippines and donate to help those stranded in submerged areas like cagayan and isabela. $1 = 50PHP. it could feed one family. reminder not to donate to the government but to direct donation drives instead!