(For Salve, Rose, Gigi, Efren, & Mervin)
This is the first day of the chill,
The one that goes into your cord
In a long line of a journey beginning
Each split second, each cold chaos
That comes close to a masked threat
From sick days such as this one.
You do not know what is next
But you keep hanging on to the faith
That delivers the grace, the strength
Of heart and the manifold meanings
Of holding on and moving on
From rain-soaked mornings
To sun-soaked daylight hours,
The times to await caring calls
From friends as well as from angels,
Those that we have prayed to,
Asked for that daring that makes
A difference, the one that calls
Out to the unclear clouds,
Those that talk to us
In crisp tones like good words
Coming from the throat of liars
Or those whose business is to fool
Some more to live and lie some more
Steal promises if necessary
Snatch dreams if necessary
Rob us of our innocence if necessary
Deny us of what is ours if necessary
Even those given to us by the gods
In fate as in our act to right wrongs
In courage as in our desire to dream
Again and again in coalescing colors.
Today is a day of fear and fright.
Today is a day of God's mercy
Even as we bow down to ask some
More some benediction and blessing.
Despite all is the need to act justly.
Despite this fear is the urgency
To do good, get past the choking
Feeling that creeps into your bones.
Aurelio S. Agcaoili
Dec. 1, 2004