hindi naman ako tanga
upang sa inyo pa ay humanga
kung ang kahirapan ngayon ay bunga
ng pagtatakip ninyo ng inyong mga tainga.

alipin man sa pang-aabuso,
pamahalaan man ay payaso;
paniniwalaan ko pa rin ang mahinang proseso
balang araw makakarating rin tayo sa paraiso.

I sip on my green tea
wishing for it to cleanse me.
Wishing for it, to cleanse out the oils and the misery I consume.
Wishing for it to break down my toxins.
Wishing for it ... to cleanse the sections of myself that even I cannot reach.

Green Tea

A substance that supposedly detoxes the belly, but not strong enough to detox the soul

Not strong enough to take away my shadows, my doubt, my ego or my woes.
A drink, not strong enough to hug my spirit at its loneliest hours.
Yet, I sip
.. praying the wet herbs that tickle my tongue shall unlock the gateway, or the path, or the door... to my soul.

So I sip...
And sip...
And sip...

Swallowing it’s brew...and my tears.