His Lonely Journey
by Junrey Belando
(Bacolod City, Negros Occidental, Philippines)
Restless was he and his face was blue
Dreadful was he with his never-ending woe,
His mind is perplexed who and what to follow
His footsteps don't even know where he should go.
Alone was he in his circuitous journey
He never had a chance to grasp hope, even tiny
Forever he seemed to walk so lonely
Only past shadows and death fertilizes his memory.