Wooden board

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In honor of the 5th centennial anniversary of the Spanish rule in the Philippines, the whole month of April will showcase poems set in the Spanish colonial rule of the Philippines.

The story is loosely based on history and may contain inaccuracies.

The night pulls me awake
And i wander around
The thin woodenboards
My soles against the hard Wooden floor.

The air sings lightly
Humming with the night
And i, who knows the future,
Sighs in this unknowing—
Despair? Anger? Hopelessness

I do not understand why I am here
Nor why I was sent here
When my own world
Resembles it similarly
Only the people seems to be
Blind, deaf, disabled
Against to the same brothers and sisters
That fought alongside them.

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