Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Philippines: A Century Hence

Rizal was indeed a good writer and a historian as well. He had presented predictions for the country that are prophecy to consider. The essay was written in Madrid, September 20, 1889 – February 1, 1890 in Spanish. He showed us the clear idea of how our Motherland will end up centuries later proposing that we will end up in either of the three ways: That the Philippines will remain to be a colony of Spain but will be in good terms with it’s captors, that the Philippines will try to cut the ties of our Motherland from it’s captors through violent means, and lastly that we will be colonized by another country.


The abuse of human rights, the lack of freedom of the press and the lack of representation in the Spanish Cortes are the key points he discussed. Dr. Jose Rizal warned the Spanish colonizers that if they wouldn’t stop their abuse to the natives, they will plot separatist movements putting justice into their own hands. He had seen the uprising of the countries in that certain era so he had think that another colony will be ruling the country. Thus allowing the Filipinos to regain its lost freedom. Based on the readings, it looks like he wanted a total separation from the colonizers, not a favorable adoption treatment from them. He looked forward for the country's future. Knowing that though he'll pass away, there's still chances of winning and bringing back the lost identity and rights of the citizens to their country.

Pondering on such prophecy of him is a good thing to do. We must affirm to our national hero's vision on attaining freedom until now. Despite the fact that there are still Spaniards in Filipinos personalities, we need to learn how to live life with unity in order to a continually achieve the ultimate goal. To be free at last! To be free forever!

To the Young Women of Malolos

This famous letter was written by Jose Rizal in Tagalog, while he was in London, upon the request of M. H. del Pilar. The story behind this letter is that a group of twenty young women of Malolos petitioned governor-general Weyler for permission to open a “night school” so that they might study Spanish. The young women bravely continued their agitation of the school despite of the objections. Until they had finally succeeded in obtaining government's approval.

According to Rizal, women in Malolos must be reasonable and open their eyes because they are the first to influence the consciousness of man. He reminded them to always put in their mind that it is better to die with honor that living with dishonor nor spending on her knees, nor in endless prayers, reading novenas, and practicing "awits" from the church, because she is quickened by hope in the future. That nobody has the right to subjugate one another. With Rizal's letter to the young women of Malolos want to say is that, the women must reflect, see the situation of the country, and see how they can stand and crown theirselves with success and knowledge.

Their courage to stand for their right and pursue their aspirations had been an eye opener to the other Filipinos. It simply shows that either man or woman: All has its capacity to insists and reject the imbalances given to them.

The Indolence of the Filipinos

The word indolence have been understood as the little love for work and lack of energy. However in our country, this is ones and another's faults, the short coming of ones and the misdeeds of anothers. The foremost hero has wriiten his most sociological and compelling essay for the reason behind that he had seen how troubles and turmoils brought such illness towards his countrymen. Admitting the truth that indolence does exist among the people. This courageous writing was originally written in Spanish that was published in La Solidaridad.

The essay written were divided into different perspective. Forming comparisons beyond the contrasts. Rizal had pointed out what were the sources and the causes of such detriment. He had said that illness will worsen if the wrong treatment is given. The same applies to indolence. He encourages the Filipinos to continue in figthing against it, despite the fact that the reasons of economic and cultural decadence were present. The Spaniards thought the Filipinos to be inferior resulted to lackness of national sentiments. For him, Filipinos are not to be blame to their misfortunes as they are not their own masters. The colonizers who spared influences among us had caused the deterioration of our very own values.

Indeed, the problem was brought about by the corrupt masters. Not by us. Not from our heritage, never from our pre-hispanic ancestors. Because the Philippines' indolence is a clear chronic malady not heriditary.

Tita Cory: Ang Babaeng may Laban

Mahirap para sa isang ginang na sumabak sa politika kung saan ay makakaharap niya ang isang batikang politiko na kasalukoyang naka-upo sa posisyong kanyang tatakbuhan. Higit sa lahat kung wala siyang karanasang pampolitika.
Iba ang imaheng bumungad sa madla ng simpleng may bahay ni dating Senador Ninoy Aquino na si Corazon Cojuangco Aquino o kilala bilang “Tita Cory” nang tanggapin niya ang hamong labanan ang diktador na si Marcos. Sa suportang ibinigay ng sambayanang pilipino, nabigyang tuldok ang gahaman at mapang-aping pamahalaang Martial Law ni Ferdinand Marcos sa pamamagitan ng isang People Power.

Nahalal si tita Cory bilang kaunaunahang babaeng presidente hindi lamang dito sa Pilipinas maging sa buong Asya. Nagkamit siya ng papuri't suporta mula sa iba't ibang panig ng daigdig. Maraming humanga sa kanyang katapangan lalong-lalo na ang kongreso ng America. Sa katunayan nga ay naging inspirasyon siya ng ibang bansa na lumaban para sa kanilang karapatan at kapayapaan. Kinilala bilang maka-Diyos na lider ng simbahang Katolika at maging man ng ibang sekta.

Sa walang pag-aalinlangan, hinarap niya ang kanyang responsibilidad bilang pangulo. Pangulong hindi nag-aatubiling magtanong at kumunsulta sa mga bagay na hindi niya alam. Isang pinuno na pinapanatili ang kapayapaan at katahimikan ng sambayanan.
Sa aspeto ng ekonomiya, isinaayos niya ang proseso ng kalakalaan sa tulong ng kanyang mga gabay. Ibinalik niya ang mga naisinarang establisyemento gaya na lang ng ABS-CBN. Binuhay niya ang pag-asa sa bawat mamamayang pilipino na mamuhay ng masagana't matiwasay.

Maging sa larangan ng pagbuo ng batas, inamendahan niya ang isang bago at mas matibay na konstitusyon ng ating bansa noong 1987 kasama ang kongreso. Bagamat hindi perpekto ang kanyang pamamahala at may mga coup o pag-aaalsa laban sa kanyang administrasyon ay walang takot niya itong hinarap at sinulusyonan. Hindi siya gumamit ng dahas upang masugpo ang sino mang may gustong magpababa sa kanya sa pwestong kinauupuan. Hindi hamak na malaki ang kanyang ipinagkaiba sa lahat ng naging pangulo.

Sa panahong matatapos na ang kanyang termino, sinabi niya na walang sino man ang makakaagaw pa sa tinatamo nating demokrasya. Isinuguro niyang magiging maayos ang eleksyong magaganap. Inindurso pa nga niya ang isang tapat na kaalyado ng kanyang administrasyon na si Fidel Ramos bilang presidente na siya ring nanalo.
Kahit na maraming bagay ang kanyang inaasikaso sa mga panahong iyon, hindi niya pinabayaan ang kanyang mga anak. Tulad ng kanyang pag-aaruga at pagmamahal sa sambayanan, ipinadama niya rin ito sa kanila. Ipinakita na magagampanan niya ang mga responsibilidad niya sa kanyang pamilya .

Kahit wala na siya sa panunungkulan, marami paring hamon ng buhay ang kanyang nilabanan. Gaya na lamang ng mga kritisismo at mga panlalait ng mga nakatunggali sa politika. Ngunit ang pinakahuli rito ay ang kanyang sarili. Ang pagkakaroon ng kanser sa kolon ang bumago sa takbo ng buhay niya. Matindi ang sakit na siyang nilabanan ng kanyang katawan. Dumaan siya sa iba't ibang klaseng proseso ng gamotan na lubhang mahirap para sa isang may edad na gaya niya. Sa kanyang laban, naririyan parin ang kanyang mga tagasuporta at mga kaaliyado. Ang sambayanang pilipino ay sabay-sabay na nagdasal para sa kanyang madaliang paggaling . Ngunit sa bandang huli ay pumanaw siya. Pumanaw nang may galak sa puso't isipan ayon sa kanyang mga anak.

Hagulgol, iyak at lungkot ang naramdaman ng buong bansa sa mga panahong iyon. Nakikidalamhati sa kanyang paglisan. Sinariwa ang kanyang kabutihan at kontribusyon para sa inang bayan.

Yumao na nga ang ating tita Cory ngunit ang kanyang nagawa sa ating bayan ay nakamarka na sa ating kasaysayan. Kasaysayang bumago sa ating lipunan at buhay. Wala na nga ang babaeng may lumaban, pero hindi ito nangangahulugang wala narin ang demokrasya ng bayan. Magpapatuloy ang laban nang lahing pilipino kasama ang pangulong nagbigay kahulugan sa kulay na dilaw. Ang tumayo at nagpakita ng tatag at kabutihan sa buong santinakpan.

Mr. Torpeng Tanga

Heto na naman ako, nakatunganga't hindi alam kung ano ang gagawin. Pinipilit ang sariling makapag-isip ng hakbang para mawala sa isipan ang problemang hinaharap. Sa mga oras na ito'y hawak-hawak ko na naman ang telepono. Nagnanais na makausap ang taong makakapawi sa lungkot at pangungulilang nadarama, ngunit 'di ko man lang mapindot-pindot ang numerong nakasulat sa papel na nakadikit sa bobong. Naalala ko tuloy ang laging wika ni inay na sakit na raw kung maituturing ang katorpehan at katangahang taglay ko. Mr. TT ika nga. Torpeng Tanga. Totoo, may pinagmanahan eh. Akalain mo bang umabot pa ng dalawang taon bago ipinagtapat ni itay kay inay ang kanyang pag-ibig? Kaya walang duda kung bakit ganito nalang ako ka torpe't tanga, dahilan kung bakit nahihirapan akong magsabi at magtapat ng katotohanan.

Alas onse na ng gabi. Nakapatay na ang mga ilaw sa mga kwarto ng dormitoryong pinapasukan ko maliban sa aking silid. Hindi na yata ako matutulog. Nababagabag na kasi ako sa mumunting sigaw ng aking puso. Ewan ko ba at ganito katindi ang aking tama. Kung makikita ko lang sana si kupido, malalagot siya sa akin. Papanain ko siya sa sariling pana niya nang masubukan niyang maboang sa nakakaadik nitong mahika.

Unti-unti nang bumubuhos ang malakas na ulan kasabay ng malamig na hangin sa labas. Naririnig ko ang bawat patak nito. Wari bang nagsasabing “Hoy! Magsalita ka na nga!” at hinahamon ang katapangan ko. Hahaha... Nakakatawa, mukhang wala na man yata akong katapangan ah. Talo ko pa nga siguro ang nirarayumang mamang sumasabak sa gera. Ni hindi na ako makatayo at hindi ko na mapigilang mapaluha kapag naalala siya. Para bang nawawalan ako ng lakas.

Namimiss ko na talaga si Fritz. Siya ang puno't dulo ng aking pagkalugmok. Ang dahilan kung bakit ako balisa sa mga araw na ito. Matagal ko na siyang kaibigan simula pa noong kami'y nasa hayskul. Sikat siya sa kampus, kilala bilang matalino't magandang binbini. Pinagpapantasyahan ng mga kalalakihan. At kinaiingitan ng mga kababaihan. Siguro'y naiinsecure sila kay Fritz. Halos lahat kasi ng bagay ay nasa kanya na. Pinagpalang lubos kung maituturi.

Naalala ko tuloy, minsan ay napaaway ako para lang ipagtanggol siya. Akalain mo ba namang huhusgahan siyang mang-aagaw ng responsibilidad, malandi at epal sa lahat ng bagay ng mga pasosyal naming mga kamag-aral? Hindi siguro nila alam na lumaking mayamang may breeding si Fritz. Kaya, nakakasiguro akong hindi siya ganoong tao. Mabait siya, palakaibigan at mapagmahal sa kapwa.

Noong isang linggo lang, nagdisisyong magmigrate ang kanyang mga magulang sa Amerika para makipagsosyo. Isasama sana siya ngunit tumanggi siya. Pero nagbigay ng kondisyon ang kanyang papa. Kung hindi raw siya sasama sa kanila ay kailangan niyang tumira sa Maynila kasama ng nakakatandang kapatid niyang si Natalie na siyang nag-aasikaso sa kanilang kompanya. Wala siyang magawa kaya, ayon. Nasa Maynila na siya ngayon. Doon na siya nag-aaral. Umalis siya kamakailan lang. Ang malungkot pa diyan ay eh ni hindi na siya nagpaalam. Hindi niya naisipang hanapin ako o tumawag man lang sa bahay upang mag-iwan ng mensahe. Kaya heto, naiwan ako ditong tanga. Wala nang makakasama.

Kung hindi lang sana pumayag si Fritz sa lahat ng plano ng kanyang papa ay siguradong hindi ko mararamdaman ang ganitong circus. Hindi ako makakadama ng pangungulila't lungkot. Alam kong na namang kasalanan ko dahil torpe ako at 'di ko naipagtapat sa kanya ang aking pag-ibig. Pero, hindi naman siguro manhid si Fritz, di ba? Tsaka mukhang kami na eh. Iyon nga lang ay walang sumpaan at aminang nangyari. Pero hindi pa ba pwepweding gawing basihan na lang ang aming pag-aalala sa isa't isa? Ang aming mga lambingan at kaswitan? Ang aming pinagsamahan at sumpaan? Hay nako! Ginagago talaga ako ng panahon, ng tadhana at niyang si kupido.

Umaga na. At ako'y maghihintay nalang. Hihintayin ko na matapos ang semestre at titiyakin kong makakapunta ako sa Maynila. Susundan ko siya at ipagtatapat ko ang nararamdamang ito. Bahala na mapagalitan. Bahala na mahirapan. Basta't huwag nang mangulila at malugmok. Ayaw kong umasa sa walang basihan. M. U. nga raw kami. Iyon palay Malabong Usapan. Kailangan ko na ang tapang. Kalaingan ko ng lumaban. Ulan, makikita mo rin. Madadial ko na rin ang mga numerong nakadikit sa bobong. Hindi na ako magiging Mr. TT pa. Hindi na.

Monday, August 24, 2009

MY Sunrise MY NIghtmare

I remember the sunrise in front of me
The one who cheered-up my leaves
Strengthened my stems
And boosted-up my lousy day

The sunrise who’s embracing me
With thy glimmering rays
Swinging like a hammock
Placed in a case

I remember the rain
The one who covered thy light
Over came his calmness
Until dusk emerge
And yes… it was there
Roaring like a vicious bear

Oh sunrise…
I expect thy not to become
A nightmare!
Thy dried-up my leaves
Weakens my stems
And defaming my heartrending day

Adieu!
Is this must I say?
When things are not yet clear
When thy judged me
Is not that glee…?
Open thou eyes
Hear my plea!

How To Deal

when things are getting heavy
my mind blocks...
forgetting the ideas how to carry

when the world seems so empty
my mind blocks
forgetting the choice to become happy

when times like this
my mind blocks...
so block...
i feel something was cracked...

that's why
I feel weird
asking my self
how to deal.

Shaded

it is dim
it isn't illuminated by your light

it is scary
it isn't laxed by your power

it is cold
it isn't burned by your love

it is roaring
it isn't stilled by your gentleness

now it becomes darker
how could you move thy light away
when all this days
I've been on your row
waiting for you...

it is chaotic
it isn't the silence of yours

it is shaded...
how darker would it be

it is you my friend
no one but you
it's not the hazard nor the blue!

so rise up
and not be shaken

because shaded things
are not meant for you

Now

I don't want to wait for that time...
all i want is to make it now
I don't want to wait for love...
all i want is to feel that now

I don't want to wait for money...
all I want to do is to earn it now
I don't want to wait for that path...
all I want is to find it now

I don't want to wait for that opportunity...
all I want is to create it now
I don't want to go for less...
all I want is the best

I don't want to compare my being...
I am unique, (my brain sings) now
I don't want to avoid that failure...
I want to use it for the future

I will never dwell in my mistakes...
all I want is to learn from them now
I don't want to go back down...
I want to do several things now...just go around

I will never close my eyes...
all I want to do is to open my mind
Indeed, I don't want to run from life
when all I need to do is to embrace it with gladness...

and I will start it now...

With You

with you
i feel so blue
i don't know why
am i floating on the sky?

with you
i feel brand new
i feel so weak
thinking, am i so freak?

with you
i feel so close
close to the heavens
shining, glimmerin'

with you
i can leave life happily
because all i want in this life time
is You!

Malice


my gift,
my smiles,
the texts...
all of these were put to malice

the hug,
the favors,
the friendship...
all of these were the evidences of malice

the closeness,
my tears,
my loneliness...
all of these were cases of malice

the bothered face,
the muteness,
my shouts...
these were judged through malice

I was not there
they were all there
they gathered around
just to picked me down

the truth is
what they see
are not in me...

they just put it all together
connect it like a bumper

the words
bomb my heart
broke my wings
covered my face

until such time
her comes twists...

Let Us See

a speechless hour came
ruined the chaos
of the devastating mouthS

the chamomile scent
turned into smoke
shown by the ticking of the clock
running like a wolf

uselessness of speech intruded
among them
carried the promise
that one must stood still

now.. let see
if all had thought it
let see
if all had caused it
it's not me.. it's not you
it's the roaring dragon
that stays with you!

speak thou truth
cover that cave
the bats were playing when the speechless hour came

I Salute Her

she dumped me
told me i am stupid
she cursed me
declaring i am gay

she accompanied others
campaigning for her win
she shouted out
i am in love with thy king

hazardous mouth
now i see why
she can't stop
at that age, they say life begins
she tore her face...
washed some dirt
just to cover what's in her

moron am I?
if i did not know about this
am not in love
they are in love
and exactly
she does

with the guy who defamed me
with the guy whom she's saying
"it's my son"!

Ends

Hear me not
coz i am mute
Teach me not
coz i am stupid
Tell me not
coz i am deaf
Feel me not
coz i am not sense
Come tonight and end this roar
I am not scared
"coz ends means cure!

Commandments

Break my bones
tear my skin
burn it with
flowing flames,
'Til you find none in me!
Risk my life
slay my self
sell my name
'Til you see no more in me!
Neglect my words
hesitate with my voice
be annoyed with my silence
'Til you hear nothing from me!
Fold my identity
trash my personality
dump my reality
'Til you wonder none from me!
Kill my time
harass my presence
defame my morals
'Til you find merry in me!
Do these things
in regards of the Truths
These are my commandments
Earlier than you're expecting me to do.

September

I can't forget September
that's the month when
i thought things will
turn to better,

That's the time when I
experienced a care so tender,
a four-week encounter of
LOVE and ANGER

I can't forget September...
Simply because you're still
making scenes that
made me to remember,

A journey of challenge,
A struggle to consider,
When I met you, September.

Covered

wings of a butterfly
covered my eyes
SO gentle, so sweet
so smooth like a dye.

Reasons are not here
to answer me why?
why those gentle wings

made me smile,
made me cry.

Kidnapper

You've stolen my attention
when times you wanted me

You've snatched my concentration
when you did fun of me

You've hacked my privacy
when you broke a piece of me

Now...the time has come,

You've threw me away
'coz you've found somebody
who's fooler than me

Crippled

Teach my bones not to stumble
In front of this crowd
Make my self go humble
As humble and serene like a cloud,
Learn oh! my eyes to cry
On the peak of thy hours
My soul may die
In this moment when smoke devours,
Guide my little eyes to see
Those miracles that had came
So, possible that I may glee
Far from distraction, also same
Tears may drops because I did low
But nowlook at my aims - burning like a fire bow.

Light and Wetness

The sun rays had hit thee
It captured my attention,
Chained my eyes and bordered my soul.
Askin' my ridicule illusion
If was it the ligth that playing in the water
or the wetness playing amidst its own reflection?
Their images broke the silence,
The hue in its pages shouted their cry!
Then, I knew...
The encounter isn't new.
Old. Indeed saturated but gave meaning that
Can cause blue.