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Adittaku Bukudan Di Gawis (Don't be Selfish)
from TABLOID
[TranslatedfromKankanaey]
Sonnet by Desire
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Us and the tour guides climbing the mountain
-Walking and talking until the sun came, Sol arose from the sea of clouds, what reign, Exotic plants –not a dangerous aim
At noon, wheels are tired of endless turning, Perhaps, just a strong tree could handle me, Found you, your place, no one as smile-giving, Sagada, you are the epitome
Wondered, bluish-green sand, lizard-ish scale, Afternoon, we went to shop and it rained, Gave big plastic bags, we started to sail, At night, selflessness, my body was stained
Pieces of generosity –your swords, ‘til then, I will always carry your words