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Naabutan mo ba ang Chinese Garter o 10-20?
Luksong-lubid, Tagu-taguan, Piko o Patintero?
Alam mo ba yung Yes or No?

Gumuhit ka ng kahong pahaba't
Hatiin ang mga ito, marahil mahabang proseso
Mahalukay lamang ang tamang istilo.
Titingala't magtatanong, "Yes or No?"
At may magbabatuhan ng boses ng pagsilong.

Paano kaya kung ganoon kadali
Kung kaya **** magpatawad
Nang bukal sa puso't walang gitgit.
Hanggang kaya mo nang ipaubaya ang galit sa Langit,
Hanggang kaya mo nang lumaban na may sariling paninindigan.

Pagpapatawad
Sa mga nanakit sayo,
Sa mga nasaktan mo,
Maging sa sarili mo.
Kaya mo ba? Yes or No?

Bumisita ka sa Palengke,
Tiyak bistado mo ang 'yong sarili.
Hindi ba't pag mahal, humihingi ka rin ng tawad?
Pag di ba pinagbigya'y galit ang ibabayad sa Tindera?
Oo, mahal kasi; sobrang mahal
Kaya sana'y lambingin ng "oo" ang "patawad" niya.

May oras para sa lahat;
Maging sa paghilom ng Bayan,
Sa pagdidildil ng Asin sa sanlibutan,
Na Siya ring naghasik
Ng mga butong nagkalaman sa Lipunan.

Bahagi ka ng Tulang ito, isang tulang pasalaysay -
Payak at walang bahid na pagkukunwari.
Ibabalot ko ang tanong na "Yes or No?"
Batang 90's, iba na nga pala ang timpla't
Magkakaubusan na naman ng mga letra't himig.

Sige, magtatapos ako Sayo,
Pagkat Ikaw naman ang taya sa buhay Mo.
At ito na marahil ang Pagtatapos
Na Ikaw rin ang Panimula.

(P.S. Tapusin Mo, sa muli nating pagkikita)

I was six when we used to play fairy
The unknown didn’t even bother me,
I went along with the rhythm
The neighborhood was my kingdom
The front yard was my palace
And nothing has malice.

We used to play pretends
Along with friends, without stupid trends
Worlds of magic and fantasy,
Flashily, randomly, valiantly, yet on rhapsody.
We made up spells and slayed dragons.
Years later, we had our own battles.

We looked at each other and all they think about is ***
All they do now is flex
Milktea, Sampgyupsal, Iphone X
Everybody now is an object of what's next.
Those things that should be treasured forever,
I wonder if they still remember.

Remember how the cold breeze of Christmas mixed well in December,
How "Ber Months" was welcomed by September,
How happy it was to do trick or treats at November
When celebrations meant for every family member to be together.
People forgot so fast like it was plaque,
No one even tried to be awake.

Kids these days will never understand
The heat of afternoon I withstand
To play "Patintero", "Garter" and "Piko"
How we chased "Binatog" and "Taho"
To have our bare foot at the heat or wet ground
With ignorance at our feet, we had the world as our playground.

All I seen in social media is words,
Words of people who wants likes and hearts.
I guess only few remember,
How good it was when we were younger.
Ignorance was bliss
When did we become like this?