CHAPTER 3

NO COMPLAINTS

I have always been a humble man and never had much money,
but here in Cebu the people are so funny.
The majority are in poverty, poor in the extreme,
they live on a diet of rice; some days toppings can’t be seen.

Just boiled rice, day in, day out and they never seem to mind,
always happy, smiling faces and they’re very, very kind.
There’s a lady living next to us as poor as poor can be,
and every single day she brings me in a feed.

I always feel so guilty but refusal will offend
it’s in her blood, her culture, they’ll feed you ’til it ends.
Then she does her washing on a washboard every day,
for hours and hours, she crouches and wears her skin away.

Her shower is a bucket and a hose with which to fill
no hot water, only cold, you can really feel the chill.
When I asked about her fridge she asked me what I meant,
she can not afford electricity; she can not afford her rent.

But still, she smiles sweetly, be it sunshine, be it rain,
although her life is very hard you’ll not hear her complain.
Filipinos seem to be like that, they live with what they’ve got
I don’t have much at all, but in comparison, it’s a lot.

© 2019 Walu Feral

“It’s more fun in the Philippines,” which is the country’s national slogan, is the third book in the series, “A Different Life, The One They Call Feral in Rhyming Poetry.” Which is the biographical account of my life.

 

 

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