**For the past few days, I’ve been rethinking some directions I might take for the next few days, months and even for next year. I have my frustrations, of course, especially that with my work in my organization. Many people, some of whom I look up to and some who have come after me, are slowly drifting away. I currently hold a position in the national level but it is my desire to go back to a lower level (I don’t know when). Perhaps I just missed working with people in the lower level — people I could easily trust and believe; and who could do the same to me.
tulad ng puno
anong silbi ng pagsulong sa itaas
kung unti-unti namang nawawasak
ang pundasyong matagal at
maingat mong itinayo
tulad ng punong malago ang mga dahon
ngunit anay naman ang namamahay
sa loob ng kanyang katawan, isang araw
mabubuwal at mamamatay
hindi lubos ang tagumpay
kung ang mga sumunod sa iyo
ay nanghihina kahit pinipilit mong
mabigyan sila ng suporta at lakas
tulad ng punong mayabong
ngunit bulok naman ang mga bunga
na isang araw, isa-isa itong mahuhulog,
matatapakan at mabubulok
Filed under: filipino, poetry | Tagged: frustration, tree
