Will not bury any castles
Or be dragged by pessimists who don’t know they are;
Instead, as a vigilant Christian,
Must expel demons that diminish
The effectivity of communication among people
Of course, do all these with
The help of Christ, in His Light
And for Love, who is God.
Pain gives us a sense of what matters.
Never miss this light and never
Act on the emotion but act on the Light.
(In memory of all the people, dead or alive, affected by the flash floods and landslides caused by the Typhoon Sendong.)
A tender little doll freshly drowned in mud
In the shaking arms of her weeping father…
On Christmas season when she was aged three or four…
She was one corpse of a thousand others more…
A multitude of suddenly homeless mouths to nourish
Who aren’t sure YET, if they’d be thankful to have survived…
Still out in their heads searching for loved ones and strangers
Still praying they’re still alive…
These are a glint of the wrath of a flash flood
That had more than a city abused and wiped out.
Life turns off when calamities turn on
But the Lord has told us how we could be saved…
When thousands of people had their breaths expire
Millions come together to relieve what they’ve left behind
Millions more continue calling out…
Out of their way… into their lives…
These are the heroes of heroes
Who had to be victims that heroes need save
Life goes on when calamities go off
But the Lord is watchful on how we behave…
From the Philippine Red Cross website:
Text REDAMOUNT to 2899 (Globe) or 4143 (Smart)
Text DONATEAMOUNT4-digit M-PINREDCROSS to 2882
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SOME VIDEOS FOR THE 2011 SENDONG TYPHOON:
I don’t wanna sleep or I just can not sleep
With things in my mind and things in my heart
That I don’t wanna wake up to
Or unconsciously die with…
But they get worse without a rested soul
And beat my body all night long
So let me spare my soul with ease..
Fall asleep and wakeup with God’s kiss…
Conquer all your deaths,
No matter how rotten you are by the flesh,
your dignified soul will fly…
People will think of you this way-
But you are not a slave of your mold.
The real you is all out and untouchable.
Know that as you wither,
you grow… freed of soul-cage…
So conquer .
I am the course of ongoing purification
Grounded at the feet of our Lord
My heartbeats are Psalms,
I yearn for Heaven to rejoice
Though my mold may expire, from dust to dust
In all its fragile, ephemeral existence
These flesh and bones are made sacred and holy
By their containing eternity
Father Almighty, take this man-made crown
Attractive only to the Earth-bound
For without halo can we look not on true wealth
Destitute in Your kingdom, detrimental to health
Amaranthine, grasps on all things
God, I understand why I’m born without wings
The light in creation, can no other surmount
As we walk this transient path to the paramount
I am tried… and tired… And still tried…
Must keep my heart ethereal with Jesus Christ
I am the course of purification life-long, ongoing
Sanctified only by Heavenly belonging.
“the circular, colored curtain of the eye….”
From its opening, the pupil takes form…
Through it, the light that enters, regulates…
Everything’s made to be broken.
I am deaf to the song of fools
Yet I find no wise man’s rebuke….
Perhaps I am called to take his place….