MRT

I see those spanish poems when riding the MRT translated into Filipino which makes me wonder if they're doing the same thing with our poems. In any case, though, I still love poetries. I, actually, write poems myself; about love, anger and just about anything that makes the wolrd go round. The most recent "literature" I wrote was for someone whom I barely knew, if I'm not mistaken, just for a few days and we only met ones and talked thrice then she's gone. Sad reality of life. Always a game of chance. If you don't have the guts, there's no glory. If you have too much of it, makapal ang mukha mo... In any case, we need guts to play well in what we call the "game of life".