‘Silent Light’ – In honour – The Philippines
Thank you for this. Let us remember, let us learn, let us rise from all of this …
Monster
I do not say the right things,
And I have accidentally mastered
The art of awkward silences,
But I am not your monster
I cry, I sulk and weep, and grumble and swear,
There are even times
I could honestly say
“I hate you”
But I am not your monster
Do not bind me
Or burden me
With the millstones
Of my shortcomings
I am not perfect
I am not the all-knowing sage
or
The all-conquering warrior
I am scared
I am lonely
I am miserable
but
I am not your monster …
© Text copyright by Patricia Acevedo 2013
Flight
Take flight – two words, two meanings
One flees towards the obscure jungle
and hides in the soft trembling darkness
of stubbornly unseeing eyes
wishing, wishing …
While the other one soars high, high, high …
Gazing at the magnifying whiteness
Encompassing, revealing …
Then finally, seeing …
Everything is in plain sight
Show yourself …
© Patricia Acevedo
agonia
Gnawing, howling …
The worm of despair
Gnawing, howling …
It tore a hole in the middle of my chest
Gnawing, howling …
After devouring my left ventricle
Gnawing, howling …
It gains its strength from words
like
“You’ll never be good enough!”
or
“You think so highly of yourself, don’t you?”
or
“Don’t you ever THINK – at all?!!”
or even
“You simply don’t CARE!!!”
…
…
stop
stop it, worm
…
“I SAID STOP!!!”
…
…
© 2013 by Patricia Acevedo
First step …
And so, it begins …
The first step that I was afraid to take before
The hardest thing to do was done …
And
God willing
May we all live to endure and see
The last step …
© Copyright 2013 by Patricia Acevedo