BAD GIRL

Hey! Every Body seems to be staring at me..You! You! All of you!How dare you to stare at me?Why? Is it because Im a bad girl?A bad girl I am, A good for nothing teen ager, a problem child?Thats what you call me!I smoke. I drink. I gamble at my young tender ageI lie. I cheat, and I could even kill, if I have too.Yes, Im a bad girl, but where are my parents?You! You! You are my good parents?My good elder brother & sister in this society where I liveLooklook at meWhat have you done to me? You have pampered and spoiled me, neglected me when I needed you most!In trusted me to a yaya, whose intelligent was much lower than mine!While you go about your parties, your meetings and gambling sessionsThus I drifted away from you!Longing for a fathers love, yearning for a mothers care!As I grow up, everything change!You too have change!You spent more time in your pokers, mahjong tables, bars and night clubs.You even landed on the headline of the newspaper as crook, peddlers and racketeers.Now, you call my name; accuse me in everything I do to myself?Tell me! How good you are?If you really wish to ensure my futureThen hurry.hurry back home! Where I await you, because I need youProtect me from all evil influences that will threaten at my very own understandingBut if I am bad, really badthen, youve got to help me!Help me! Oh pleaseHelp me!

"AM I TO BE BLAMED?"
They're chasing me, they're chasing, no they must not catch me, I have enough money now, yes enough for my starving mother and brothers. Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me. Very well, officers?Take me to your headquarters. Good morning captain! no captain, you are mistaken, I was once a good girl, just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters. But time was, when I was reared in slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My, father, mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty enters the portals of our home. My father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had kept for our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine. One night, my father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with plenty of foods and money, but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck I would wring it without pain until he breaths no more. If you were in my place, you'll do it, won't you Captain? What? you won't still believe in me?. Come and I'll show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad. Mother, mother I'm home, mother? Mother?!. There Captain, see my dead mother. Captain? there are tears in your eyes? Now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would this do to my mother now? Shes already gone! Do you hear me? she's already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done?

LUHA
Daloy, aking luha daloy aking luha, sagabingmalalim, saiyongpag-agos, inanodmolamangang aking damdamin,Hugasanangpuso yaringabangpusongluraysahilahil,Nang gumaan-gaanangpinapasankonalibongtiisin!Nang akoymusmos pa at bagongnunukadyaringkaisipan,May biling ganitosiAmatsi Ina bagosumahukay: Bunso, kaiingatsaiyongpaglakadsalandasngbuhay, Angikawymabuyosagawangmasamaydapatmongiwasan.Nang akoylumaki, angpahatkongisip ay biglangnagpakpakNgkapalaluatangaralniAmatniInayhinamak;Sa maalongdagatngbuhaysamundoy nagisanglumayag,Iniwansapampangangtimbulangbaonna aking tinanggap!Malayangtumunggasa sarong ma y lasonngkaligayahannanitonghulinaysakanakilalangalaknananatay!Angpinagbatayaydapatmagpasasasak asalukuyatIsang Bahalana! ang tanging inyukolsakinabukasan!Kaya namanngayonsakatandaanko ay walangnalabikundianglasapinangditangisanghulingpagsisisi;Tumangissalabingsarilinghukayngpagkaduha gitiluhaang aking paladnanasapitnanapakaapi!Daloy, aking luha dumaloykangayon at iyonghugasanangpusongnabagbagsapakikibakasadagatngbuhay; inanodangdusangdulotngtinamongmgakabiguan, Nang yaringhirapkotsusun-susongsakit ay gumaangaan!Daloy, aking luha dumaloyka, dumaloyka!Magsisi man ako ay hulinaAngpanahongnawaglit ay din a maibabalik!Kaya mgakabataan, huwagnyongtularanang aking karanasangAngkinahantungan ay kapighatian.Kapighatiangpatuloykongpinagsisisihan!Daloy aking luha, dumaloyka.

The Rich Man and the Poor Man

Food and money I give to you, Why do you shout so mercilyWhen I give you your part? queried the rich man. The poor man replied: Your question you cannot answer For from pain and agony you are free, But I have suffered and borne The situation that I dont like to be in.That I couldnt understand Because Life for me is easy; I take this and take that, And life is just what I want it to be. consented the rich man. Comfort your mind, rich man, with realities of death. Your wealth I do not envy For you cannot buy eternity with money. If to live happily is to live in hypocrisy, Then I prefer to be silly so I would be holy. Life you love so much you will lose and only then will you understand What agony is, the poor man shouted. Ha! Ha! Ha! You say so For you desire this place of mine. Indulgence you have clouded with reason But I understand because of your situation. boastfully the rich man said. Outraged the poor man answered: How pitiful the person blinded with pleasure; No, you dont care of our journey That you have created through your greediness. Come now, man of weak soul! Your days are numbered for you to face The Man of Love. You may not cry now but later you will When the chilling reality of the last judgment Comes across your way; Yes, then you will pity, but not for me. Not for anybody else. But for yourself only! Yes, eat, drink, and be merry. For tomorrow you shall die!

Taken For Granted

Christians? Christians? Have you heard that call? Theyre looking for me. Thats definitely me. Youre in doubt and Why? You want me to give you proofs? Oh! Thats very easy. Who told you to doubt that I am a Christian? I am a Christian! How? I went to church. I pray. I have my religion. I read the Bible. I love kids and I am giving them what they want. I sing gospel songs. Now youre telling me that you are in doubt? How dare you to question me? Cant you see? Or Are you blind? I am the true definition of a Christian. Youre so pathetic; you dont have the right to question me that way. What?! You want to ask me more?! Ill think about it for a second. Hmhm Ok! Im sure Ill be able to answer all your questions fluently. Go Ask me. Youre asking me if I go to church every Sunday?! I told you I GO TO CHURCH ahmm b-bu-but not every Sunday. Every other Sunday I guess thats fine with the Lord Why?! I-I-I have a project every other Sunday. Yes r-r-right, I have a project. The Lord understands that. Liar?! Im not a liar. Im telling you the truth in fact I went to church last three Sundays straight and Oh my Gosh Cris is in the stage hes starting to play the guitar. Ooops I slip! Ok fine. I went to church three times straight without absent b-because of Cris. Hes cute, hes talented. And Im still there for the Lord. Liar? Im not a liar. I am still a Christian. It so happen that I dont have any projects that Sunday. Ahhh! Fake?! Im not a fake Christian; at least I go to church. Dont shout! Ahhh! I said Im not a fake Christian, I-I-I pray every other day. At least I pray. No! I said I am a true Christian I read the Bible. I open it Every time the Pastor is telling me to do so. Ok stop. Why do we need to argue? I guess I really dont know what Christianity is? Ok! I go to church not because of Christ but because of Chris! Im sleeping every time there is a sermon because I only love the music. I dont read my Bible because I guess thats boring. I sing Jesus, I surrender I draw nearer, I fall down but the truth Im not sincere with that. But I guess my works will be credited in his name. I share my blessings to the poor, i give gifts every Sunday and I have a religion I guess that worksI dont know. Right, Ephesians 2: 8-9 was right. It is not by works that I will be saved because Jesus is the only way. And I am so wrong I dont even mind his sacrifices on the cross. I am supposed to be there because those are my sins. I forgot my purpose here on earth; you know what, hes been good to me. But I always take him for granted. Im doing things not for his glory but for my own. I should live for him because he died for me. Im so ashamed now. But Lord you still forgave me. Youre so good. And you brought me to my knees. Now Im talking and standing in front of you and I dont care if you are going to laugh at me. I care to tell you things that I believe I must tell you. He won everything in me and hes been waiting for you too If you believe you have him, you may now shout what Carman once wrote Jesus is the Champion.

O What Is That Sound?

O what is that light I see flashing so clear? Over the distance brightly, brightly? Only the sun on their weapons, dear, As they step lightly. O what are they doing with all that gear? What are they doing this morning, this morning? Only their usual maneuvers, dear, O perhaps a warning. O why have they left the road down there? Or why are they suddenly wheeling, wheeling? Perhaps a change in the orders dear. O havent they stopped for the doctors care: Havent they reined their horses, their horses? Why, they are none of them wounded, dear, None of these forces. O is it the parson they want with white hair; Is it the parson, is it, is it? No, they are passing his gateway, dear, And now they are running. O where are you going? Stay with me, here! Were the vows you swore me deceiving, deceiving? No, I promised to love you, dear, But I must be leaving. O its broken the lock and splintered the door, O its the gate where theyre turning, turning; Their feet are heavy on the floor And their eyes are burning.

A Glass of Cold Water Everybody calls me young, beautiful, wonderful. Am I? Look at my hair, my lips, my red rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes. I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my
mother. But that when she was young Now, I am much lovelier than she is. Im a mortal Venus. Oops! What time is it? I must get ready for the party! Beep-beep!A-huh! Here they are! Yes, Im coming!"Child, are you still there?"Hmp! Thats my mama""Child, are you still there? Will you please get me a glass of cold water?""Mama, Im in a hurry!""Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water.""Mama, please, try to get it on your own.""Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water!"At the party, I danced and danced the whole night.You see, I cant leave the party at once. I have to dance with everybody who proposed to me. At last, the party is over. Im very tired. Very, very tired.So, I went home to tell mama what happened."Mama, Im home! Its very quiet. "Mama, Im home!" Nobody answers.Where is she? I look for her in the sale, but shes not there. Where is she? A-huh! In the kitchen!I saw my mama, lying down on the floor, dead. With a glass on her hand. I remember, she tried to get it.Oh, God, just for the glass of cold water! Mama! Mama! Oh, Mama!