July 6, 2013


By Rusty Sanchez 

Old stories of conflicts and arms
Always arise in between
Good and Evil
Poor and Rich
Demolition in Agham
Demolition in San Juan

Waifs and Homeless Suffer

Same stories with antiquated plots
No heroes, no wannabes
Old pages, old ranks
New faces, no changes
Corruption in the Congress
Corruption in the Senate

Amassing wealth for their pocket’s health

Fare Increase, Tuition Hike
Toll, VAT and Gasoline Increase
MWSS will drown you
MERALCO will electrify you
What more agony can you bear
In silence you will be raped and ripped over
Like a caryatid lifeless cadaver

Privatize all GOCCs
Privatize all Casinos
Privatize all your responsibilities
Will not serve as the only key
When can we learn?
Where will you be?
If HELL freezes over
And HEAVEN burns like HELL
All the Gods Above & Under
Will continue the endless battle
Until it is OVER.


By Rusty Sanchez

I wept from an arid land of misnomers
Just to sink and shrink
I swept from the barren mountains
Just to make sweet and sweat

I rink to fill an empty brain of hopelessness
Just to fly and be shot dead in the air
I drink to thirst my throat and throttle
Just to make peace and piss

I loom to break the brakes of an F-1 car
Just to beg for a hell’s life ride
I bloom to burst in pain and gain
Just to be away from frightful faces and be in a rightful one

In silence I whisper loud the dread of my past
Just to hear the depthness of deafness
In sea of tears I fierce my fear with a pierce in my head
Just to decline and recline from the blissful sanctuary of
my tortured future