I never wished of becoming  perfect.

I have already transcended from those times I envy the beauty of other people.

It has caused me nothing but agony.

Day by day I’ve come to ask my own purpose.

I was and never been convinced that living is all about having a career and raising a family.

Pain has deluded my trust to the world, yet has been a tool for me to see things in different angles.

My path was set when I joined the progressive block.

From there, I discovered an intricate reality, from the comfort of the bourgeoning culture to the struggle in the countryside.

I began to see the Philippine society in the windows of buses bound to medical and humanitarian missions in the depressed areas across Mindanao.

Thenceforth, I realized that I’m actually BLESSED.

I discovered that the greater population of our country toiled in lands that have never been theirs.

Some of our countrymen even begged for modest wage increase while they work tirelessly day and night in the factories.

Every year, more and more graduates added to the toll of unemployment.

In State Universities and Colleges, tuition hike and campus fascism is a usual occurence.

As the local commerce feeds into the needs of our people, the transnational industries continually flock to plunder our environment in search for more riches above and beneath our solis.

While the nation’s leaders topple to march into the corridor of power, the will of our people has been historically betrayed and sold to the likes of the capitalists.

We earnestly produce foods that have never been in our plates, clothes that we never have the chance to wear, shoes that we never get to fit, and so on.

Everything has been branded with price tags. The world has been made for sale, and everyday it’s getting smaller.

Our society became an unwilling host of economic and political hype, which consummate the masses to lay siege against the prevailing social order. Enough is done. 

We see people from various sectors march in the streets whenever there are steamy issues. I was one of those youth and students who raise an eyebrow everytime I witness such display, and kept muttering,”What are they thinking? They’re just a bunch of fools who lack attention. As if they could change anything by shouting.”

I did figure them out eventually. And, guess what?

They are indeed attention seeker. For all we know, they strongly seek attention to the government that has turned deaf from the plea of our fellowmen for genuine change. The bestowment of position administration after another seems to pass like the blowing of wind, which lingers yet never truly eases the heat of hunger and affliction. Still, even the rights provided for by our constitution have been gradually stripped from us.

So if you thought that you have already the most problematic life, THINK AGAIN.

Instead of pondering unto your imperfections, dedicate some of your time figuring out how to take part in the movement for change. #

(Tetams)