Am I worthy to be punished? It's already twelve o'clock. Oh, God, I'm hungry!

I've been running and hiding for almost three days. I'm dead tired. I need some rest. But no, they are looking for me! And if they find me, I will be put to jail. But, where can I hide? Freddie's father is so influential, so powerful. He is the governor of our great province and did I kill his son! No, don't accuse me like that! I'm not a murderer! Hear me, I'm begging you, I tell you I'm not a murderer. Audience ,let me explain, please. I am a man who born in a province with a happy, simple family. I study in known school because of my hardships in life. All are going to be good, until there came a big burden in my life: It was about late afternoon and I was walking on a road near on my school. And all of a sudden, I heard a man seems he was suffering from a serious injury. I try to find that man, wanting to help him, did you heard that? "Wanting to HELP him!!". Then I saw that man lying on a hidden road there is a gun near to him, and he was seriously bleeding, craving for help, and he is about to die!. He is Freddie my classmate and a son of our governor!! "Freddie? Is that you?, Freddie! what happened to you? Why are you seriously injured?" "Help me! Help! I need your help!" "What happened to you? Oh Gosh, your bleeding" "Curse are those fraternity who did this to me!" he said with full force "Don't talk too much my dear friend, I will brought you in hospital" "It's late, it's late, hahahaha, I am going to die!" "No my friend, can't you remember? When you said that you will be the next governor in this land? How will it be when you were about to die? Don't talk like that Freddie, don't talk like that!" I was running quickly, carrying him, enduring his weight just to brought him to hospital, but he forced to punch me and we fall together on the grounds! "My good and sincere friend" he said that it seems he was losing his hope "Can you pick this gun for me?" Because I am in state of confusion, I follow his commands and pick that gun for him, and I was shocked of what he said, "kill me if you are my friend" he said plainly "what? Are you crazy?" " kill me I say!" "No, no Freddie doctors can cure you! Don't lose hope my friend you will be alive!" "I SAID KILL ME WITH THAT GUN IN YOUR HANDS!" he said angrily "but" "I SAID KILL ME! If you're my good friend you will end up my sufferings!" he quickly respond I don't know what is happening to me! I slowly took the gun and fire it up. And in one shot, I was greatly astonished because I killed him with my own hands! I killed Freddie! No, I'm not a murderer! I just end up his sufferings! I didn't mean to do it, I'm not a murderer! I'm not a murderer! But I killed freddie…! I killed him! I'm a murderer! Now judges in the court, judge me if I am worthy to be punished…. I am not a murderer! I am not a murderer! Ha ha ha ha! I AM NOT A MURDERER!!!!!!

I(ran) to my room and came back with a syringe. please listen to me. I was nourished with hope that someday I might live a life different from her. Thy will be done!!!! . God. mother. She did not deserve the unhappiness. I gave the best treatment(. Then one night. She deserves to be happy. You will always be(the) best mother in the world. I came back with laurels. Reyes. “Do you love me. I became a cancer specialist.I KILLED HER I killed her because I do love her. Judge me…. it was only distilled water which ended the(suffering) of my mother. kill me… Let me die. MOTHER……” Now. punish me…………. If only I could (get rid of?) all your pain and (agony)…” “ Then…. I(. mother…. I heard a strange cry. Later on. My God.” “Mother.) had tears in her eyes as she pinned the gold medal on my proud(chest). “ Yes.) but the grasp of death was so tight around her. you must not die…. I gave my mother everything but I was too late.”Mother..” “But.. It was only (no "a") distilled water…. After four years. these hands that give life to many. killed her because of my love (for) her. end my(suffering). I love you. I(ran) to her room.) who had given her whole life to me(. Don’t leave. I am Dr. These hands. Yes. mother. I was born in a slum district of Batalon. came too late to the life of my dying mother.) who had used to ease the pain of many. My mother had a burning faith that she turned the nights into days.. My mother brought me up(with) such determination and my ambition was to escape the filthy and horrible place of Batalon. mother.Mother…… Mother……. Ladies and Gentlemen. Ladies and Gentlemen of this honorable court. listen to my story before you give my verdict.. My mother(. “Mother.” I whispered. Punish me……… GO... I promise to give life and not to end it.. if you love me.” God…. I was sent as a scholar of the Philippines to the United States of America.. please understand me…. as I embrace(d) her. a cancer specialist.. give me your verdict. forgive me…. My father oh! I don’t know him for I am a child of faith. All her efforts were not in vain for I pushed through with flying colors. what is the use of ten years of study if I couldn’t even use it(for) my mother’s pain. child?”… she asked. I embraced my mother… tightly as(I) reached the plane….

too poor... the facet of society many so often push around.. Do I ever have a choice? I am deprived of all the chances in life. that I.. The money I earn goes a long way to feed my family. but I have a heart.. And you still think you are clean??? Outside..... How about you??? How do you feed your family??? Are you 100% sure you work decent enough to earn more??? Are you sure that the money you earned didn't come from a dirty strategy other corrupt politicians used to do to gain power? Can you honestly look at your child straight in the eye true to your heart's core and with a clear conscience?? Have you ever been aware that the money you use to feed your family is an outcome of your hard labor and decent job you can always be proud of??? WHY DID YOU SUDDENLY BECOME QUIET??? WHAT IS IN YOUR MIND NOW?? Tell me!!! Come on. Why can't you answer me??? You must have something in mind. ....... I never stole from anyone nor did I ever use anyone to improve our lives.. I am human too. you enjoy the comforts of life. but deep within your soul. to survive. to feed my brothers and sisters.. that.. honestly begging for mercy from people like you. I don't think so.... Why can't they ever stop to think. tell me!!! Huh!!! You have good clothes. you eat good food.. you smell fresh and clean... feel like them. you don't have any right to sleep with a sound mind and a light heart.. somewhere deep in your mind.. constantly reminding you about your evil ways. Yes your soul is bound to burn in hell!!! And look at me! I am just a poor boy. I am looked down upon by people as someone who is too dirty..... Can you??? With a kind conscience like that.. Was it a sin I committed... you will never sleep good.. Wow. I know you stink.. I can sleep good.... too...... Why can't you answer me??? I know you must have something in mind.. Yes. you never experienced sleeping without a roof.. but I never stepped down on anyone.. well.. I believe that kind of smell goes through your body.. your conscience haunts you.. Oh...... yes that's what I am. Where is their sense of morality??? They trampled upon me as if I was trash... You will never sleep well..... to be born like this?? Now tell me!!! Did you ever have the right to choose your status in life when you were born??? Think!!! Before you condemn me. For every coin I get out of begging helps my younger siblings to survive.a Declamation Piece Look at me!!! I am part of the masses. I never did them any wrong!!! Was it a sin I committed when I came to this world as a poor boy??? A poor boy. Within your subconscious mind.. too smelly..Poor Boy ... A state of being I didn't even choose at the first place. your guilty conscience still haunts you. Yes!!! I have a golden heart... But...

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