morning malady

I didn't see this light shining

until you refuse to cover it up

With shameful vows and lies

I'd never knew you'd possess

but sometimes it shoots out

Into the open wounds to kill

whatever was blocking 'growth'

and fights to kill some more.

I almost came into oblivion

As I thought about the past,

carefully stealing away 

Promises for the 'coming'

"Never" is a failing consumer

Of a faith standing strong

so will you come undone?

Without fear of regret, 'BE."

I am writing this to pass my time while waiting for April 26 to come--it is the day I shall be trained for working at a local call center here in Pampanga.