Philippine Democracy

Aquino:
it
is hopeless.
I am resigned.

Marcos:
That
is why
you were shot.

A:
You
ordered your
goons to shoot.

M:
I
did not!
Someone else did.

A:
Your
cronies or
yourself, same thing.

M:
Fernando
Poe Jr.
is a hiccup.

A:
FPJ
will continue
incompetence and corruption.

M:
He
might, he
might not. He

A:
will
not be
his own man!

M:
But
the Philippines
possesses true democracy.

A:
This
is not
what I envisioned.

M:
No,
it is
not an ideal.

A:
Erap
and FPJ
are merely puppets.

M:
But
the masses
voted for them.

A:
The
people as
masses are fools.

M:
The
masses woke
and left me.

snow upon souls

Kennedy:
come
on, the
snow is powder

Nixon:
snow
washes all
of my sins

Marcos:
i
tried to
make snow once

Aquino:
you
invited my
family to ski

Kennedy:
powdered
snow is
a woman's kiss

Marcos:
the
cold invades
senses, heart, mind

Aquino:
snow
is god's
memory failing imperceptibly

Nixon:
shed
like antlers,
a lonely memory

Kennedy:
enough!
put on
your skis, follow!

Aquino:
can
souls break
legs while remembering?

Nixon:
only
for a
moment, not unlike

Marcos:
those
alive who
endure life knowingly.

A Flip Flipping on Snow

First
there was
snow. Then there

was
sky. There
was snow again.