To the Philippines, With Love

Philippines my love, I feel crushed Under the heavy weight of This chaotic mess we voted ourselves in Awaiting for some kind of miracle, Nursing our faith because God is the only mercy we have left In salvaging the democracy No one cared to save as it shattered And our broken rights trail the streets …

Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President, I hear sirens every night They are like lullabies To sleep away the nightmares, To escape the monsters lurking, Only because I’m safe inside Meanwhile, those who have no homes Feet connected to the streets Found safe haven on the concrete Are running from men in uniforms To haul them into a …