Rein Winds

My heart bleeds…
I am struck!
The TV news report blatantly spits it on my face!
My father handed me the papers today…the headline arrogantly declared the veracity that finally after five long years of agonizingly waiting for the verdict…it is now here…painfully!

My heart cries. My mind rationalizes, but it has never stopped asking why. My soul resents how he could have lived a more productive, fruitful life than waste his own life, his own dreams.

Damn! I want to cry, I want to get near you and embrace you and make you feel life is still good…all futile for I can no longer contact you, your phone can no longer be reached, got no one at this time to ask how still I can pay you at least a visit..I just hate feeling so incapable to do something.

Now that (Capt) Gerry Gambala, and You, my dear friend (Capt.) Milo Maestrecampo are sentenced to 40 years in prison for taking part in a foiled coup plot against President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo in 2003, unutterable loathing, unidentifiable remorse are hounding my deepest me…got a lot of why’s, a bagful of if’s, a worldwide if only’s, a lifelong how come’s…and a handful of bull sh@ts! With all these now whirling on me, i just can’t imagine how YOU, yourself take things..(even if you already told me, you had already prepared for the worst)

My dear friend, please let me wait…let me wait when I can already show you around Tagaytay! That, a promise I can comprehend! That I can keep till you experience the life here outside again!

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