Blue Blanket Warmth

Prolific nonsense. Horizon
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