How I Remember You

January 9, 2018

You are crowded with people but they make you more heartwarming

Those familiar faces who have done good and bad

But I like them all for they are yours

And they shared memories with me

And you have always been so pretty

It might be because of the continuous merrymaking

Or your colorful culture that I know won't be gone

Or the freedom that your people have

Yet they don't abuse it

And if that freedom did something

It made them love one another

It made them live peacefully

For that, I feel safe with you

I am happy with you

And I know that they are, too

That was how I remember you

Not a place where people are afraid to go at night - and morning

For they know bullets are waiting for them

The bullets took their freedom

The bullets are the ones who are now free

What's confusing is

Why are those bullets coming for them?

What's painful is

The bullets have no criteria - except for one thing

If you are not loaded, you are most likely to be dead

They say it is for those who succumbed to the white lines

But they never sticked to the so-called guidelines

And the others are being propagandized

The innocents are being antagonized

The bullets mastered the technique of conquering

By masquerading as soldiers of truth, love and peace

From the evils that they really are

I know you

You fought before

And you will fight again

I love you

And I know you love us more

You and your beloved ones will soon defeat the devil's reign

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