something i wrote~
the silver plate
on the back of his head
it scares me, scares me
he got it during the war
i was told
when the light hits it
it scares me
with his left hand
he holds a gun
if not a can of beer
he holds nothing but a gun
in the garden
i hide with my sister
we play and hope
that he'll not notice
he never cares after all
not like her
i am no dancer
my legs are short
and they have become shorter
just cannot dance the hula
let mama dance the hula
he's here, he's here now
i wanna leave now
stay away from here
stay away from him
i am not like her
i am no dancer
how many times do i have to tell you?
now the garden has become a playground
boys and girls play mysteriously
it was bewildering
i'm lost, already lost
i did not know
i did not know
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kanta nga wala pay tono. hahaha
dili unta ni nako ipost kay maulaw ko pero sagdi na lang. wala man koy pake!
ha. ha.