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I had a future

of keeping yesterday.

Think of your broken machines

worn-out hands-me-down

wrecked and rusted

and shattered and cracked.

Objects of sentiments

and old coins in a jar.


Think of promises

in need of restoration,

clearing carpet stains

and cigarette burns.

Your broken bottles

peeled plaster left

pockmarks on walls

bruised on my skin.


The bible’s missing pages

incomplete like my faith

transfixed on a television

watching silent movies.

Wondering what is it

that Chaplin mouthed?

Isn’t it ‘God, why thou

has forsaken me?’


And the world laughed.


At car’s not starting.

At chair’s needed fixing.

Ceiling’s leaking

ugly watermarks

life, slowly dying.

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(CLIP NO. 1) An old man is seen on TV noontime show jubilantly dancing with foreigners and middle-class Filipinos  seems lost in a frenzy of dizzying camera tricks and blaring noise of the crowd and music. The TV show host seems to symphatize with the heart-breaking tales of contestants about their hard life and asks the audience  to  help  by giving them big green bucks.

(CLIP NO. 2) A child belted out a song about a heartbreak of two lovers in a weekly singing contest, in which case is inapproriate for her  young age. And the same story goes, may it be teens and adults who loves to sing it out and try their luck to that flickerry superstardom.

(CLIP NO.3) A typical  housewife choosing her numbers right hoping to pin the million peso jackpot down with all the excitement and suspense from the audience and the televiewers. Played by mixed emotions endangering sanity and on the verge of bitterly experiencing  defeat and deep regret.

(CLIP NO. 4) A teenager who happens to join a reality based show with a 24-hour surveillance cameras poking out of the walls to transmit images of claustrophobia and individual eccentric habits broadcasted on national TV.

This scenario is quite typical with the present trending of catching the reality out of shows. Shows that are entertaining and  showcasing the many faces of poverty. Where the lives of everyday Filipinos are being exploited and manipulated for the sake of commercialization.  We seem to symphatize and see these efforts of television networks as noble in the service of the Filipino.  But wait.

Aren’t the people behind these big entertainment businesses belongs to the upper class of our society. They use all sorts of media to usurp the people’s trust by promising them of temporal relief of winning the game. Of raising their self- esteem as if they had conquered the world and made for themselves a name out of their true situations in life.

Seriously, we are overwhelmingly entertained by poverty. But this issue of poverty should not be misused for the further gains of the rich and famous.  We should not be misled into believing that winning a game is our salvation.  And it is a shame to many professionals, institutions and industries to take advantage of the present hype and earn big profits from it.  The poor  like  many of us, are being stripped  of our privacies  and self-worth, appearing to be  a laughing stock.  A clown.  A perennial  entertainer to the world. 

Shame to the people in government, who are also being trailed by the blinding studio lights and catching that sixty seconds of frame of fame.  And believing that being televised is quite an achievement on its part and propel towards an ambitious political career. A politician turned into a circus star. Will that make any difference at all? Of how our statistics will clearly show that winners of  a five-digit or a six-digit cash prize is just a drop in an ocean of poor people living in this country.  Depressed, unemployed and without hope to find a decent living.

Our present cultural system kills the dignity of our existence as Filipinos. And how the vision of getting a quick fix in the name of the easy money have continuously keeping us from ever attempting to salvage our economy, our education, our belief system and our society from the downturn. I would not be so surprised if one day, we have come to the point of selling our poverties for entertainment until there is nothing more left for us.  And we are just clowning  around for the most part of our lives, living in a disillusioned and unrealistic but politically motivated world of the boob tube.

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