Poem: Fatherless
1 min readJul 15, 2019
In memory of all those being killed in the Philippines’ ongoing ‘War on Drugs’
I died last night
though death and sickness
were connected
(those all too familiar signs)
it was not my sickness
killing me
not my madness
sending five
masked men
Audience
cruelest of masters
you find entertainment
elsewhere
your backs the accuser:
I am
to blame
Eyes on my body
no politicking here
kumpadre
dampening hope’s dreams
with tears
unfulfillment laced
with life
not
for you
perhaps my children’s children
Remember my new friend
earthbound judge
her name
is
History
First published in ‘Voice of Eve’:
