Alerhiya

Alas-tres y medya ng umaga,
nakatunganga pa rin,
sisinga-singa,
walang katas ang isip,
nakakulong sa alerhiya,
walang mahabi.

Ang tindi, ako’y
ginawang sombi,
di bale huhupa din
mamaya, pero wala
ring gagawin kundi antukin
buong araw, babawi
siyempre.

About Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Writing is the only thing that matters to me. . . . And what to write? Well, write what you like, not necessarily what you know. Don't worry about what you know. Your imagination knows everything.
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