"There wasn't much to do this afternoon, after work, so I end up putting together a video of my favorite hometown - while heating up this week's leftovers for a late lunch - and decided to put some poetry to it as I went along. Funny how some thoughts/ideas came to be, unafraid of how I was going to formulate it in it's final form. What the heck, five minutes was all I had (wink!)"
MY TAGBILARAN CITY
It feels like a dream A quiet I couldnt quite figure out just yet A moment of silence that is On a journey I know not the direction.
Peoples and machines moving thoughtlessly In all direction - No visible footsteps nor clear faces - Nothing seems to make sense Much like waking up at dawn for no reason at all.
The serenity just drowns on top of silence - Silence incensed with movements - I wonder if the gods have something to do with all these Quite precious it seems I'm almost like sleepwalking.
This I conclude, I must be awake! I must be home! I must be where I need to be! And want to be! Where I dreamt to be... And love to be... Not sleeping but awake! The City of Friendship, My Tagbilaran City!
