Author: Don Normantico
kid boxing
Cooking
Former National Bird Maya
Pollution
I’m
I’m pleading, will you hear my plea?
I’m talking seriously, is there no one listening to me?
I’m being ignored, am I getting through to you?
I’m in pain, is there no one besides me?
I’m holding my own hand, can you reach out?
It is our choice
We can’t blame someone for our past; it is our choice, our decisions that we make that ruined our future. Maybe it isn’t a free choice at all but being in that kind of such situation is our responsibility. We can wake up every day regretting those choices. But rather, I prefer waking up every sweet morning trying to work it all out. Maybe not a perfect evening awaits me, but a peaceful night really motivates me to wake up again for a brand new start tomorrow.
I really don’t care
I really don’t care if no one reads my blog. You can insult me with every wrong grammar or spelling you might find. I don’t care either. I created this blog so that when I grow old, how I wish I can still read this, make me remember how human I am and to reminisce those passions that I have when I’m just a kid.
Equivalent Trade
Listen to the world
As it speaks her agony
Bring her to life
Revive her beauty
Heard the water flowing
Birds are timely singing
The air smoothly blowing
Rain is slowly pouring
Rather the rivers are dirty
Motors are loudly howling
Extreme heat wave
Typhoon near approaching
We can see the effects
We are doing nothing
We destroy as we invent
It’s called equivalent trade
Don Normantico 