Showing posts with label cebu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cebu. Show all posts
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Sunday, August 13, 2017
Indoctrination
Shoot whoever comes your way. Kill in whatever way whoever does not speak
the way you do. That's the smooth path.
Cleanse the way off dirt. Ease the pain.
That's all I can teach you. So you could
survive in my absence. So you could
stand your way. Whenever guns are
pointed at you. Guns not the same with
yours. That's all I can teach and give.
So you could feed yourself for a lifetime.
Not with fish but ammunition. Eager to
pulverize. Wrap your forehead with a
band. So they will know you. That you are
a cleanser of a man. Of a tribe. Of a land.
Walk along the tombstones. Count the
bodies you flagellated. Ones that
decayed. Thrust your rifle on the ground.
Urinate on the shaft. Own your kingdom
increasing in number. That's all I can
share. Multiply. Indoctrinate bereft
mothers and children.
Poem by: Aloy Polintan
Photo by: Joemill Veloso Flordelis
Photo by: Joemill Veloso Flordelis
Image: Talisay City, Cebu, Philippines
Monday, March 13, 2017
The Importance of the Hands that Toiled for Food
The city is as convoluted as the din, smoke, and stench emanating from every busy street and every nook and cranny too busy to care for the little things it is being survived by. The harvest too gilded for the hands, scorched and veined, that have toiled hard with sweat and tears, is, however, diluted to being inconsequential by the scatterbrains dwelling in rat holes. Food, for the oblivious, is a necessity more than it is a gift. That, that fact, kills a soul covered in comfortable porcelain flesh.
Image: Carcar City, Cebu, Philippines