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  237.     

Raul (w/ english translation)

Si Raul
pinalad sa ibang bayan
nang magbalikbayan
bumili ng bagong bahay
at magarang sasakyan.

Si Raul
kapag nagmaneho
mga pulubi sa daan
tila di nakita
at hinayaan niya lang
na matalsikan ng tubig
na mula sa lubak
na tila pa sinadya niyang daanan
at di iniwasan.

Si Raul
nang siya'y nadisgrasya
sa pagmamaneho
ang mga taong nagdala
sa kanya sa ospital
na siyang nakapagligtas
sa kanyang buhay
ay yaong mga pulubi
sa daan.







Raul -english translation-


Raul
he made it in the foriegn land
and returned to his country
bought a big house
and a brand new car.

Raul
everytime he drove the car
as if he did not see
the beggars on the street
that he had just let the water from the gutter
to splash on them
while his car moved on.

Raul
when he had a car accident
the people who rushed him to the hospital
that helped save his life
were the beggars on the street.
 
Marites C. Cayetano

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  238.     

A woman unconscious

The enemy were almost at the door,
coming with tanks, armoured cars,
rocket launching trucks,
helicopter gunship, fighter jets,
with supporting Cuban troops
under Russian command

and day after day
I prayed for it to end,
for the killing of them, to stop,
where my Ratel armoured car
send tank after tank and many more armoured cars
with phosphorous shells
straight to hell

and by calamity the future changed,
turned into a different world,
changed from the one
scared of them, dropping the annihilating bomb
of millions of people being killed and dead

and at home, the welcoming did not come
at my return
and your were not there,
were killed in a car accident instead,
were for a time unconscious
in a white hospital bed
and the evidence of how cruel
the world can be
still walks with me,
while life goes on.

[Reference: A woman unconscious by Ted Hughes.]
 
Gert Strydom

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  239.     

Sand in the car

Once we were one,
a family with unified hopes
united in vacation
to the beach on a sunny day.

The children made castles of sand
that slowly crumbled,
assaulted by a rising tide,
a kingdom eroded as the day grew old.

We piled into the car
as the first rays of nighttime
broke the sky into a panorama
of colorful clouds.

That car, Toyota Corolla,
the most reliable car I have ever owned
where we kissed and held hands at stop lights
was yours in the divorce.

It was the birthplace of dreams,
the setting for romance strong enough
for a blockbuster movie,
scripted in the sand from our children's feets.

You sold the car,
and I pray you sold it to a man
who doesn't own a vacuum,
so that the sand can live,
though we have died.
 
John W. McEwers

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  240.     

O What Shall We Do With These Drunken Men?

1
Oh what shall we do
what shall we do
with these drunken men -
like my very own darling
Mike Hammer?

Last night
I picked him up
from outside the pub
where he'd been drinking
with his mates
And in the car
almost near our home
he says: I love you
And I say to him:
Is that you talking
or the beer?
And he says
like lightning:
It's me talking.
I'm talking to my beer.

2

Oh what shall we do
what shall we do
with these drunken men -
like my very own darling
Mike Hammer?
I locked him in the car
doused him with effluent water
let him sleep there
till he turns sober
But it's 11am now and hot
and sober or not,
he's still asleep
in the car
and when I try and wake him up
he's still mumbling about love and beer

Oh what shall we do
what shall we do
with these drunken men -
like my very own darling
Mike Hammer?
Maybe I should dunk him over a hill
car and all
till he turns mature, till he's sober
 
Raj Arumugam

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