Moondrop No. 31 | Darwin John Balbastro
Trapped in EDSA | A Poem
The rain is heavy.
EDSA is traffic again.
So I'm trapped in the bus again,
In EDSA there is no movement,
Except for motorcycles,
They can run away quickly.
When it's raining,
I remember a lot,
Painful and happy past,
You decide on which of it will you react,
It depends on your mood.
But EDSA has many events,
You will see a collision,
But other than that,
You would rather sleep in traffic.
All I really want to say,
The rain is heavy and lightning is included,
People must be careful especially those who are prone to sickness,
Don't get sick especially if you have so much to pay.
After an hour...
My poem was done moments ago.
I'm still here in EDSA and acting crazy.
Because cars aren't moving.
There's an ambulance who wants to go by,
But it's having a hard time,
Because of the heavy congestion of traffic.
After 1 hour and 15 minutes
I'm comforting myself,
Because I feel like I'm urinating and it's alarming.
I want to get rid of this very stressful traffic,
But I guess I'll just wait for this traffic to finally move.
When will the traffic in EDSA end?
People are so sick and tired of it,
And yet nothing is happening.
I hope we'll get a solution to this,
To make us feel at ease.