HAI

Omnibus

       Knitted perfectly

           To reminisce the

               Moment labored

                 When I am up and

                     When I am down.

The A House

The A house

The beauty of hays and firm of pines

Crafted together by the community’s hands

It sheltered three ages

With joy or pain

With calm and security.

From the dangerous storms

It didn’t even make a bend.

From the ground breaking intensities

It didn’t even make a gap.

The Ugly Truth

                                           The Ugly Truth

The big buildings-malls, markets, universities, but not to mention small but scattered nightclubs around the city sound rich and light. The parks, caves, mountains, manmade shrines and sculptures and other sceneries around the cities do paint a picture perfect of the place. However, to tell the truth about painting is to tell its whole side. Behind the pictures of buildings and parks are shadows of crowd; behind the hills and mountains are houses, trafficked cars and other industrial things. And behind those empty spaces around are smog and unwanted air.

Certainly, urbanization offers so many opportunities to citizens. Those gigantic and almost high rocketing malls offer jobs to people. They sell goods and services which many tourist and citizen themselves are interested in. Not to mention many universities that offer academic advancement and excellence and professional growth to both Filipinos and to foreign students. Furthermore, families and friends get to bond and greet each other, credit to the parks and other recreational places. And still the innovation of hot spots encourages and arouses many people to visit the place which gives the place a pride.

Over the past years, people in the rural areas leave their agricultural lands in exchange of the promises of urban life. They think of the chances of having a better life in the city because there are lots of establishments that will offer jobs and services.  But little did they know, they are left to do the dirty and low salary jobs, or yet, exchanging jobs in search for something that could suffice their wants.

Even though there are lots of businesses in the cities, if they can’t accommodate the increasing number of people, there will be an inadequacy of services and jobs that is offered, therefore, the unemployment rate will increase too.

Its a little bit cliché, but one more problem concerning uncontrollable urbanization in the cities is on the environmental concerns that affect the health of every individual. Many transportation tools will be purchased, factories and establishments will be built that give jobs to people but alongside contribute pollution not only in air but also on land and water. Cars and factories use engines and fuels that when burned, it will produce vast amount of carbon monoxide in the air that when even plants and people inhale it will trigger their respiratory system.

Urbanization of cities requires higher responsibility especially to the government officials who are expected to rule and to lead. But as a citizen who live the same city or yet world, the only thing to do is to follow every law set by officials such as the use of paper bags instead of cellophanes when purchasing dry goods. Cars must have to use the proper fuels that have light smokes. In simple word, urban places doesn’t give us everything that we need, sometimes our life in rural areas that we are used to can at least give us everything that we want.

                

The Burden

The Burden

There once a family, well-off and rich

Hectares of land, they ought to till

Grains, corns and more they harvest

Feasted by clan a day to fit

Just as the second child feels some pain

Signs so severe occurred the other days

He cannot stand, at bed he lays

like as his father who passed away

the white haired man said they did not pray

and ask their Father to eat with thee

For joy they had and drinks yesterday

The second child had cause the pay

Five siblings are they and tears dismay

Unknown to them the cause he say

For their father leave no words so free

Now nothing they know and ask to plea

The old man came in a sunny day

And ask the siblings, pigs are the pay

Four siblings are they said yes to thee

Just as their brother go out astray

The day had come, black big they butch

And shock to see the bile mismatch

Another pig, the old man asked

Siblings can't move but to do the task

Second, third up to the seventh did not made of such

A perfect bile no more to catch

The siblings' pocket were out of stock

Where to and wherefore would they to ask

Eighth pig it is came out from debt

From the neighbor village who tend to help

Finally the bile that take too much

The ritual continues and prays the gods

Some were drunk and fast asleep

Some are laughing and loud to speak

One group are fighting not knowing the case

The reason for the rite was likely forgotten

The second child woke up one day

After a month in bed he laid

The rite was done three weeks ago

And now he's fine, able and strong

Five siblings are they, till the land so fast

Working under the sun to earn a lot

The debt they owe, they need to pay

Or else their land will run to thee