Too many thoughts, too little space
The music starts and my mind takes flight
...no longer confined to your world.

I can run as far as I need
forget as much as I want
even if for only a minute
I can breath freely again.

I close my eyes
and get lost in notes
As they carry me away
to a place untouched

Untouched by yours lies
and your false expectations
I run father, faster
carried away by an unsteady tempo

Forget the past?
Forgot it too much...
Should have remembered my mistakes
Stopped running for just a moment
...a moment too long
Enough for it to happen
I HAVE to start running again
But it's not so easy this time
Fast, faster, faster
Remember the past.
Always.
What happens when I can't run?
Remember the past.

Things that are human except for the fact that they have not yet reached the stage of passing through some poor persons cervix. The Unborn are not given any status in our society.
See: Born

A feeling of relief, that's how I describe Lenny Rose when we returned her pouch that was lost this morning. But it's not all good anyway. Here is the story, one of our utility here in Sampaloc National High School, Tanay Rizal Philippines approaches me and my principal to confer what he should do to the pouch that he found. There is already a problem, the remaining cash is Php3,000.00 out of 5,500.00. The boy told us that the Php2,500.00 was seized by the tricycle driver who's with him when he found it. knowing my principal's wisdom he has to pause and think what should be done to free us from trouble. So the decision is to return it. First we have to make sure that we will be free from any suit that the owner would do in case there is a second hought. I drafted a waiver and have it signed by the owner. the pouch was returned and it's feel's great. Some good things happen today no matter how flawed the situation, we did the right thing. The boy? well the doubt is still there and it won't lay down to rest...