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

 

Audience

cruelest of masters

you find entertainment

elsewhere

your backs the accuser:

I am

to blame

 

Eyes on my body

no politicking here

kumpadre

dampening hope’s dreams

with tears

unfulfillment laced

with life

not

for you

 

perhaps my children’s children

 

Remember my new friend

earthbound judge

her name

is

History

 

 

 

First published in ‘Voice of Eve’:

https://issuu.com/richardholleman/docs/voiceofeve_issue16