The World I Know
There are times when the day become night
A night struck by the afflatus of the day
A day felt the mourning of the night
And a mytho-pattern, a singing line or two
Is the cadence with an accelerated heart beat of the people.
There are time when a single felt ideas, image or metaphor are becoming the cadavers of injustices
It is the world I know
A world which full of exploitation and oppression
A world which injustices are prevail
A world where the few are the one who have privileges to live
It is the world where we live in
I will take a nap for a while and I will more dreaming, and I may understand much more that for every minutes
I close my eyes we have lost the sixty seconds of our life
I will systematically sequesters all the things
Not only for their importance’s, but for their meanings
Perhaps I will think first before I rhetorically say all the things
This is the world I know
A world which full of strange and ambiguous but precise
And myriads of golden beads which lay down on the bosom of the earth
Tell us how this world become an important to the children of soil
But unfortunately, these children of soil which give more importance to the myriad of golden beads
Is the one who suffer the burden which create by the monsters of greed
It is the world I know
A world which full of deception and perplexity
It is aghast to all of us, when we tend to know the real situation
The keen of poverty which have been suffered by the children of soil
Is the rock spring, that we shall fetch
For the momentous struggle and liberation
The ferocious monster of greed are been totally defeated
It is the world I know
A world of series struggle and liberation
A world free from deprivation and starvation
From inequality and injustice
From domination and exploitation
A world living in God promise of interconnectedness in peace that's anchored on justice
It is the world I know
poem by Vicente Añonuevo
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