WRITTEN BY: BEA BAGSAO

In this dark and narrow space Call me deaf, blind and mime
—I speak Just don’t take away what’s mine!
sans light, smell, noise but with My heart still beating,
feelings —I speak I’m alive! With just feeling.

Made from colliding souls or In this dark and narrow space

Igniting fire; —I speak

Let the light, smell and noise
to live must be is
—my desire —guide me till the end.