By: Ridge Ross L. De Veyra
T´was a very windy night,
My mother and Father, both had a fight,
My Uncle and Auntie were both quarreling,
And my Brother and Sister, were both arguing.
The house turned into battlefield,
A great war was what´s everyone about to build.
And what´s worse, there was nothing I could do,
To be honest, I didn´t had a clue.
The house shook very savage,
And it was due to everyone´s rampage,
Then a river of tears flowed out of the room,
As a sign for everybody to unleash each others´ doom.
My only capability on that time was to stay out,
For I had no clue what everyone was fighting about.
And then suddenly, silence filled the atmosphere,
The mob´s noise was gone, and everything was clear.
But just when I thought things were starting to get better,
That´s when things started to get worse and everyone started to get angrier.
A few moments later, I got tired of their quarreling,
So, I got inside to stop them from their fighting.
At last! The quarrel has been eradicated,
And my efforts were never wasted,
But still, the hate was still there,
Anger was still everywhere.
Instead of reminishing the battle that they had kept ongoing,
They´ve just decided to keep things more orderly through separating.
And,in just matters of moments, everyone separated on their own way,
They went by themselves alone to continue their ¨Everyday¨.
And who was the only one left? Who was the last man standing?
Of course! It´s me! The guy whom in the whole period of time has always been pleading...
And that was the last day when my home stood still,
That was the day when happiness to me was real.
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