Long before man tried to tame this violent Earth
Instinct-driven animals wandered and rebirth
in the tedious process to survive a life
every one big and small, peacetime come strife
when season calls, they either go south
for migration and to feed their mouth.
Today man prepares their sacred legal passport
to ensure legit entry for and every port,
economic driven or otherwise
makes us modern slaves or rather unwise
in quest of a good life we set forth
we thought can lead us to our true north.
For some, who settled but not left behind
they just hit the road mostly to unwind.
for us not so few, we grab our pen, and start writing
refusing to be idle and never returning
from our own maddening crowd we know not
as we commune to tie a common knot.
Anyone can write but we do realize,
only it’s not for all to materialize
what it truly meant not to let ourselves down
be it a guest, a friend or just new in town
the cold frost, and clinking glass of red wine
we’ll scribble till beyond Christmas time.
Welcome to the winter gathering!
SaigonDeManila©
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