Several weeks ago, I got a call from two of my former students. Their dad died suddenly catching everyone by surprise. They flew in from Cebu early morning. I met them at the hospital and was there during the whole ordeal.
This was what I wrote while all this was happening. I’ve always had some difficulty in front of pain and suffering. This was my way of expressing the frustration as well as the respect that I feel every time I face death.
Speechless
by Eric Santillan
Words pale
Hearts cry
Spirits wane
Questions try
To shield from pain
To make sense
To find, to hold,
Footholds
Handholds
To be the one
To understand
To let it slide
To let it go
To let you go
To accept
To go to hell and back again
To be release
To find surcease
To be the one
To understand
But you can’t. Just can’t.
Questions try
Spirits wane
Hearts cry
Words pale.
For Alvin and Kris
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