WHO KNEW

Who knew I'd end up admiring someone who was way out of my league? Who knew that
smile would make me blush in an instant? In a second? Who knew? I didn't and the truth
is? I'm shocked.

I'm surprised with how the world suddenly had colors and shapes and sparkles and
giggles. That voice I keep repeating in my head help me sleep.

Sometimes, it doesn't because I love the way he speaks, the way he greets, the way he
talks... everything!

Who knew I'd get turned on by the way he walks? I spotted him sitting on the bench, the
couch, the floor and, my gosh, he's so hot!

Who knew his eyes can start a fire, awaken the dead, bring light in this world full of
darkness?

I'm speaking from my heart, from my soul... because he is my heart and he is my soul.

Who knew I'd be this in love?

Who knew?

Who knew?
 Promise Land
"Where am I?"

"Is this the real world?"

A lot of things are on my mind. I may be young and innocent, but not ignorant. I can
clearly see what's present.

I can only imagine life when the world was first created, a beautiful scene yet to be
exploited.A dash of green and blue then add the bright yellow sunshine that lights up the
day. God gave us a world full of promise. He wanted us to use it, take care of it and make
sure that there is plenty for everybody.

The water is not blue as it was.

The air we breath is not healthy anymore.

The forest that used to be rich and full, nowhere to be seen.

Dead

Denuded

Destroyed

"What happened to the promised land?"

"How dare we ruin it!"

"Look at it people! look at it!"

"If the world could only speak, it would tell us how much it hurts."

"All of us can do something but not everyone is willing to do it."

"Now, I can't imagine what the future holds."

Living

Hoping

Praying

The chances are getting thinner every time. Time is running out. We better do it now or
pay the price later.

Let's rebuild this world and plant new life for a new day.
 Bad Girl
Hey! Everybody seems to be staring at me..
You! You! All of you!
How dare you to stare at me?
Why? Is it because I’m a bad girl?
A bad girl I am, A good for nothing teen ager, a problem child?

That’s what you call me!

I smoke. I drink. I gamble at my young tender age.
I lie. I cheat, and I could even kill, If I have too.
Yes, I’m a bad girl, but where are my parents?
You! You! You are my good parents?
My good elder brother and sister in this society where I lied
Look…look at me…What have you done to me?
You have pampered and spoiled me, neglected me when I needed you most!

Entrusted me to a yaya, whose intelligence was much lower than mine!

While you go about your parties, your meetings and gambling session…
Thus… I drifted away from you!
Longing for a father’s love, yearning for a mother’s care!
As I grew up, everything changed!
You too have changed!

You spent more time in your poker, majong tables, bars and night clubs.
You even landed on the headlines of the newspaper as crooks, pedlars and racketeers.
Now, you call me names, accuse me of everything I do to myself?
Tell me! How good are you?
If you really wish to ensure my future…

Then hurry….hurry back home! Where I await you, because I need you…
Protect me from all evil influences that will threathen at my very own understanding…
But if I am bad, really bad…then, you’ve got to help me!
Help me! Oh please…Help me!
 THE KNIFE
by Angel Grace Adem

You! You! Yes I'm referring to you!

You wanted to know the truth or answer to your questions? Game on!
"YOU'RE crazy!" My reply is :
"Hahahaha (evil laugh) Yes, I am...I am crazy to seek babble the truth." "You're a
KILLER! MURDERER! " " Hmm!  You are correct! (clapping of hands)
Yes, I am a murderer and I even enjoy seeing his blood on my hands after stabbing him
on his chest with the same knife... same knife he use to killed my family".
It seems like everything just happened yesterday as I can still remember every details
related to it.  It was my 5th birthday,  July 22, 2006, we decided to celebrate at home and
invited a few people and  he was one of the "SPECIAL" guest as per my fathers
description.
"Happy Birthday to you!  Happy Birthday!  Happy birthday!  Happy Birthday Angel
Stella Dixon!" "We love you so much our little Angel" - my mom said.
As the day ends, our visitors parted ways with smile on their face and leave so much joy
on me.  It was most memorable moment in my life.
While secretly eating an ice cream under our kitchen table,  I hear crashing sounds near
me. Dad!  (I SCREAM LOUDLY)
I saw my dad, my most loving and caring dad covered with his owned blood whose neck
was cut off from his body. Blood burst from his neck and was all over the floor.
And the special guest whose no other than your beloved Senate President "Stevan Cruz
run towards me and
Terrified with what I saw, I shout and run towards my mom who was on  the living room
"Mommy,  Mommy.. (sobbing)  " My mom come towards me and said
" Always remember we love you until our last breath. Run my little Angel...run! Run
now!
My mom tried to fight back with the baseball bat,  but the person you think a SAINT, 
stab my mother without no hesitation and killed not only my mom but also my 7th month
little brother settling in my mom's womb with that the same knife.
"You can now punished me! Punch me! Hurt me!
I encourage you to kill me instead because I am contented with the outcome of my
doing!  Hahaha"

And last thing I remember was I stab my neck with the same knife and everything went
black.
 MY REVENGE

"Never have I thought of reaching this place. All my dreams

turned to reality. I have everything that I wanted. It's great to have
everything you've worked for."
That's what they all say. All of them are hypocrites, trying to
escape the judgment of the public's eyes. But, they can't fool me. I
know how they got their positions. If only I could expose what I know.

But now is not the right time. I still have to prove something.
I used to be in that position, the greatest prize in the world.
But now, here in the dump, not even remembered, already misunderstood.
I'm just a victim of this judgmental world, never did any harm, just misunderstood.
If you want to invest, i would be glad to see you. If you don't have anything good to say,
don't dare cross my way. That's just how it goes. The circulation continues.
When you are rich, everybody wants to get a piece of you. All of them wants to pull you
down. being hot in the public's eyes is critical.

You can't afford to make mistakes, or else, you'll find yourself swimming in the mud.
That's what happened to me. i wasn't careful. One dash of stain blew everything. It was
hard to face the truth. I am down, troubled, nothing. What should I say? I should have
everything back.
"Mr.Thompson, Do you remember me?"

"How could i forget the company's thief?"

"I'm just a victim of your greed. You made me do it."

"You wanted it, right? Only that you made a wrong move."

"I don't deserve this! You have to pay!"

"You can do nothing now! It's too late!"

It was all black as i remembered. The next thing that i saw was a man covered in his own
blood. Did I succeed? I think so! but no one should find out. I am closer to what I truly
deserve.

Time is up. It's my turn.

 The Lost Girl
by Dhang
I am a girl, young in heart and in mind… I am carefree, I enjoy doing nothing but
play,play and play…I seldom go to school but hmp! nobody cares! Instead,you will see
me roaming around standing at the nearby canto, or hanging around at the sari-sari store
standing beside the jukebox stand…
One day I asked I asked my mother to teach me how to behave,to live, and appreciate all
the beautiful things in life.
Would you like to know what she told me? She said… " Can’t you see, I have to hurry up
for my majong session! " So I turned to my father to console me. But what a wonderful
world word he did tell me…
" Child, I have to finish my overtime work…Here’s 500 pesos, go and ask your teacher
about that question…" Sadly,I attended my class… But I heard nothing but the echoing
voice of my teacher,torturing me with her words…
" Hey yo lazy girl! Why waste your time studying those things? When up to now you
can’t even multiply seven by nine? Go home and don’t bother me!!!"
I am lost…confused…I don’t know what to do with myself… Where are my parents to
guide me? My teachers to give me inspirations? My friends, when I play? I’m lazy and
irresponsible. When I try to study, I get punished for not being able to answer.
Where now…I’m confused… Somebody, please help me…

You say that the world is beautiful, why is it treating me this way?

Hear me please!

Help me please!

Help me…

I am lost