we still have our flag
flying high every Monday
on Fridays we fold them
together as one
national treasure
there are no wars here
that may tear the flags
for more bandages
i am glad and still proud
to be Filipino.
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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