Ano ang aking kapalaran?
Ang tanong ng inosenteng paslit.
Ang paslit na isinilang na salat sa lahat ng bagay.
Ang paslit na hindi nakaranas maging bata.
What's on the other side?
The question of an innocent child.
The child that born lacking of everything.
The child who have never experienced being a child.
Sa kanyang murang edad.
Sya'y hinamon ng buhay.
Nagbanat ng buto.
Imbes na maglaro at mag-aral.
At his early age.
He was challenged by life.
He need to work.
Instead of playing and studying.
Sya'y salat sa karunungan.
Ngunit mayaman sa karanasan.
Nangusap sa sarili at nagtanong sa hangin.
Ano ang aking kapalaran?
He is scarce in wisdom.
But rich in experience.
Talked to himself and asked in the air.
What's my luck?
Ang tulang ito ay inaalay ko sa lahat ng batang nagbabanat ng buto upang makakain ng tatlong beses isang. Sa lahat ng salat sa buhay ngunit hindi nawawalan ng pag-asa.
This poem is dedicated to all children who need to work in order to eat three times a day. To all less fortunate but never lost hope in life.
Image source: https://busy.org/@cloudspyder/a-child-of-filipino-farmers
Balik tanaw: naranasan ko din sumakay sa kalabaw. salamat kabayang @cloudspyder, sa pagbabahagi.
Walang anuman kabayan.