Emergence Is On Its Knees

Sharry M. Cuizon

Emergency! Emergency! running across a room with white walls and marble floors the sundry scream of distress and the look of tired souls masked and gowned for their life protection fighting for the humanity’s right with conviction Emergency! Emergency! steep transposition of event puts the people on edge the clamor of tomorrow did not falter to dredge the pinnacle of today seemed not to stress people died because of their incompetence

Emergency! Emergency! as the number continues to grow at peak humanitarian workers befall weak dejected for the lack of hope finding ways how to cope

Emergency! Emergency! in times of peril, they ought to unite for a tenet overvaluing the efforts to rob the credit it’s their blood, sweat and tears in line how can we expect them to be fine? Emergency! Emergency! for every saved lives, they’re in venture uncertain of the future as fret creeps under the seeth of their skin constant doubts and the question of “when”

Help! Help! how far can our comrades go? no can tell, we never know Help! Help! open your eyes, offer your hand they need our help to alleviate sufferings in our motherland

PHOTO | MARY NICOLE JAN MENDOZA