The Lost Filipino

Geopoet writes the realism of the political spectrum of the Philippines from the ground of the Filipino masses. It portrays the realistic views of the small people who felt they are wrought of mass poverty as a result of so much political squabbles and bickering both from the top and lowest echelon of their own government. This is their story...our own story and it starts now... Get Paid to Take Surveys

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

In a society of viciousness, who can discern the difference between human crocodiles and devil’s wolf?

I have been silent for quite a time... contemplating every word that I should write about the events that are recently happening to my country today. I was with my friends who are port workers. While I was observing them working at the port, discharging cargoes from the motorboat to the truck standing-by, I could see their muscles contract as they lift sacks of goods. They seemed to be happy as they went forth working their life source.

When the work was over, I was seating with them and talking while a few went far from our group and do their usual card plays while puffing smoke from a shared cigarette. These are their usual diversion after hard work at the port. Everything seems natural at your first seeing it. The day’s work is over, they need to go home. I was still observing them as we walked home. Chats played a usual pattern. Some are laughing, others teasing with each other while about one or two are sadly walking with eyes steering at the roadway home.

I’ve stood by the house of a friend. His wife was all day had a laundry work which earned her P150.00. She said that she’d spent the whole time washing the clothes by hand because the washing machine broke out. One of the children had a fever caused by rained that visited two days ago. Even herself is suffering from a dry cough and she bought medicine but until then it still persist. The husband was just staring at his usual moaning and just shrugged off his shoulder with a comforting tap on shoulder of his wife. And when the wife asked how much he’s earned for the day, he sadly answered a mere P50.00 but it will be paid tomorrow.

This is the usual scene that I have observed every day in a place called Talisay in San Jose. People are trying to meet both ends with their usual source of income. They planned to go to Manila. But still, the further they’d go, the further are the lost opportunities have been strewn away. Why? They frequently blame the government and the people who are functioning within the strewn hay of governance.

Well, one question that I should like also to ask: Why is it that almost everytime, there’s a rapidic increase of oil prices while the fare remains for quite a long time and the basic goods and services are usually stamped for its corresponding increase? How does economists were able to configure the increase in oil prices and its corresponding effect to the whole economy?

I believe there’s that “crude thing” happening within the realm of the business vein...but, simply, I should like to cry over these things...WHY YOU PEOPLE IN THE BUSINESS IS MAKING THE WHOLE NATION CARRY THE BURDEN OF YOUR OWN LUSTERY?!... WHY CAN’T YOU JUST MAKE THINGS SIMPLE FOR US TO UNDERSTAND?!...

Sighhhhhh..... this I can only offer. Where are the good people go?... Why are they allowing these demonic spell clothe every tiring people who are suffering from the vicious cycle of gimmickry and sweet propaganda pliered by journalistic instinct to earn even millions of pesos at the burden of all!... Is media rotten still?... Are its flaws have already crippled the truth and allowed fear to saturate within their own system? Ah, flyers.... flyers dream by!

What is happening to me... am I really lost?... What’s happening to my people?... Are the vintage of truth smacked the citadel of propriety?... Where is faith?... Where is hope?...

Where are you people?!...

Finally, this I should like also to ask: In a society of viciousness, who can discern the difference between human crocodiles and devil’s wolf?

If you know the answer, maybe we have the same reason to cry out loud to the hilt of our voice: Is this the prophecy of President Manuel Luis Quezon now truth?.... That he would rather like to see the Philippines run like hell by Filipinos than heaven by the Americans.

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