Poem: Fatherless

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In memory of all those being killed in the Philippines’ ongoing ‘War on Drugs’


I died last night

though death and sickness

were connected

(those all too familiar signs)

it was not my sickness

killing me

not my madness

sending five

masked men



cruelest of masters

you find entertainment


your backs the accuser:

I am

to blame


Eyes on my body

no politicking here


dampening hope’s dreams

with tears

unfulfillment laced

with life


for you


perhaps my children’s children


Remember my new friend

earthbound judge

her name






First published in ‘Voice of Eve’:



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