(Inspired by Mark Joseph Arisgado)

I am one of the passengers
of Noah’s Ark, the yellow bus
which stopped in front of
me that early morning.

Sailing on the tempest-tossed
traffic, the yellow bus invited me
to be saved and to save.

The Word is our only anchor.

I spread the good news
in that yellow bus. Some passengers
listened. I found myself doubting
my own voice, still I continued.

At last, I alighted from that
yellow bus, half-drowned with
the Word.

Pepe’s Slipper

Where could the slipper you
have thrown in the river be?

We were riding a banca when
your slipper fell off your foot, Pepe.

Then, you removed the other
from your foot and threw it away.

I did not understand why.

When I asked why, you told
me another child might find
and use it since the other is gone, how
could you use it, anyway,
so you threw it in the river.

I wonder if the slipper
find its pair.

Slippers are lovers
thrown in the water to
look for its significant other.


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