He scanned his whole life
But found pure lies...then he hugged
The ultimate truth...

(Be Relevant)


By a beading table, is where i sit,
a few steps across a desktop corner,
a sky-lighted, cozy space, a vantage
point where i see and hear clearly, as
i'm easily heard and seen...close to
the kitchen, where home scenes and
sounds...and scents of home-made
food, inspire and influence creativity.

here is where i mend torn garments,
repair anything that must be mended.
here, i'm found when my presence,
my sentiments and advice are sought,
when they ask what's for dinner, or,
just wanna hug...reasons for one's
existence, speak loud, just as my
thoughts...speak loud, too.

"is this why i'm here in this world?
why i was created here, and not in
other livable spaces in the universe?"

purposes and roles come to mind,
when hope is nowhere, and thoughts  
of an ungrateful world, an ungrateful
surrounding, drag on...

while the rest are still hushed by
the twilight of dawn, my eyes are
half-closed, but the mind is already
up and about...deaf and blind to
disappointments and frustrations,
oblivious to estrangements,
because,
family...is always a priority.

no arguments, just a choice...to
live through this purpose-driven life,

to be relevant,

to be involved, to be a part of the
whole...as long as time allows.  

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sally b

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
    August 15, 2021

3-D
popcorn
and kisses in the balcony

little soldiers
showing dogtags
to get a free refill

before duck and cover drills
at intermission

it's all one big movie

whether the summer rockets
arrive with Flash Gordon

or by way of Cuba

Racist in a cab,
deputized,
weaponized,

Heading for the wealth
of the Tulsa Wall Street,

His hateful hands cannot
drown God in an pond,
but they've often
lynched his sons.