BINARY
September 2nd, 2005 by gersworldOnce there was a pair
Of two heavenly bodies
Who gives off light
Who shares what they own
They were friends for light-years
They shared happiness and fears
Wonders and thoughts
Like two friendly moths.
They float around together
Never worries about what happens after
It’s always been the same
It’s always been their game.
Until a moment in time
Curiosity took place
A beautiful oblate spheroid body
Caught the light of the two mysteries.
They talked about it then
‘Said mightier than a comet
‘Said marvelous as a supernova
“Won’t know what it is unless I’m there”
“O Mighty Creator, give me a chance,
Let me go there to see it for once”
“..And to you my friend, I’ll be back
I’ll share you everything, even the smallest rock”
Then everything changed, everything’s new
A creature was born in a different hue
Another light shone; its heat touched me
And I forgot everything my past could see
Then I lived my life, as I want it to be
I just can’t remember the reason I’m not free
I experienced suffering, pain and death
But I am being reborn, it leaves me upset
I can’t see the value of life
And everything that goes with it
I can’t understand why things
Have to go over and over again…
As I was here
I’ve been waiting so long
What could have happened?
So many signs that I’ve send
I gave my trust
And I had the word
Time is too long
Should have been back
Maybe it’s hurt
Maybe it’s tired
Maybe it can’t get through
“Don’t worry, I’ll be there for you”
“O Mighty Creator, give me a chance,
Let me go there to seek for my friend once”
“..Unless we’re together, I will not rest
I want it’s presence with me by the
Mother earth’s breast”
Then everything changed, everything’s new
A creature was born in a different hue
Another light shone; its heat touched me
And I know that star was once been me.
The world is too big
The world is too wide
Where could she or he
Possibly be?
Maybe on the other side
Maybe on this side
This will take long
In the first place, who’s wrong?
Then I live my life, searching for the other half of me
Now I’m forgetting slowly the reason I’m free
I experience suffering, pain, and death
I became the slave of this material breath
I forgot the value of life
And everything that goes with it
I didn’t understand why things
Have to go over and over again
Then I saw this man
He was telling stories
He was doing the impossible
He was healing people
Then I don’t know the reason
He was too good
Why is he persecuted?
Why is he not wanted?
Then I left my life there
Again been reborn
I found myself in a stare
In the middle of an exploding nightmare
Bombs are dropped from the sky
Men are being shot to die
I was holding a riffle in my hand
And in one snap, I died from where I stand
Then again as I opened my eyes
I saw smiling faces looking down on me
The one on the left is mommy
The one on the right is daddy
They taught me how to walk
They taught me how to play
We go to church every Sunday
And in school I learned how to pray.
I met some friends and learned to share
I began to know what is fair
Then songs and poems are introduced to me
After the ABC and 123
I’ve learned so many things
Specially about life
Then a saying got stuck in my head
That once a great man said
“One hundred years is nothing..
nothing compared to eternity”
And “All things are earned..
nothing comes for free”
I found so many friends
And I tried to share them what I know
Some listen, some comprehend
Some are just there and so
Then something hit me
All the way down in my memory
And remembering something weird isn’t easy
I saw stars, comets, and.. binary..?
EPILOGUE:
Then a light shone down
The two of us heard a voice
It said that this world
It was not meant for us
“Be patient. Soon you will be home”
Home may not be the same old place
Somewhere much better
Someplace where we’ll be together forever.
We were separated for a while
To finish this last life on earth
Instruction are given and been understood
This last one’s got to be good
So again, the last goodbye is heard
Physically we’re away
But in mind and heart..
Together we pray, together we stay.
.. I wrote this when I was fourteen. One summer back in 1997. I was with my Dad in Baguio City. Yah.. things were pretty less complicated then. All of my conciousness were fascinated by this man. Now, throwing conversations that a daughter at twenty-three, driving his car, on their way to a wedding of a distant relative. Being anywhere with him, still fascinated by his wisdom, representing my Mom in a way, standing by his side. Things have changed a lot. I adore this man more. How is this related to this poem? Wala. I just feel good this morning and si Dadi una ko naisip e. *winks*
