The sky blankets Manila with warmth Shine reaching the darkest corners of one’s heart Bright shadow burns behind me Running at fatal speeds I was told
But It’s only fatal when you crash in that velocity And by then you wouldn’t know better And for the rest You’re a cautionary tale That no one can relate Because no one would admit affiance to your choices
Understandably, everyone thinks they are better than any of the dead before them For the flimsy reason that they have survived, They’re still alive A man’s life, no matter how incomplete Inspires the immediate briefly, to live
Or how not to die
Fast forward Forward past The parts I learned that None of us needs Starting with poorly crafted, false beliefs And if I can outrun them I will
But for now, I defer to the signs in the clear sky