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rmi Sep 2019
sa kasalakuyan,
nakatapak tayo sa isang malawak na lupain
at dinig ang mga martsang may ibubulong at aaminin.
sa ilang minutong inilaan,
ipapatunay

na kahit sino ay kayang mahalin.

                       isa, dalawa, tatlo, ang laban ay pasimula na. 'teka, 'wag muna...

balik! balik! tumalikod ka!
ano raw?    paulit-ulit na 'to, hindi pa raw handa.

balik! balik! tumalikod ka!

utos ni heneral                           sa unang mga kawal

na sumilip galing sa bagyong mga mata
na minana sa kalaban.

balik! balik! talikod na!
                                                             ­ - ayon kay heneral Luha
rmi Jan 2018
a baby born from a mother's womb
is a father's glory and same time tomb
they'd risk it all, they'd risk what's right
for the growth of their sunshine
up in a life of light

"mama! mama? look at me,
where is papa? i brewed bitter coffee."
mother didn't budge, she sat uptight
daughter can't quell her worries
yet slept through the night.

she then woke up, heard a bang from the door,
saw poor mother sobbing on the floor.
"help me up child, from now on.
father will hear us when the war is done."
to those who would choose to sugarcoat and lie
it is better (only for you) to leave no goodbye
made in 2018
rmi Apr 2020
i must
smile in
front of
you shove
back my
own storms

— The End —