Article by Matthew Kirsten Mendez You speak of crimes and hunger As we bring new people alive everyday Our leaders teach us combat strategies While your masters tell you how to escape And you complain, everyday Yet you need pretty alibis to not participate in action You never realize your own crimes And you are never put in jail But your no-pardon atrocity is inaction You dream you’re not part of a nation that suffers But you eat dirt from the hands of the poor And feed the c

Isinulat ni Inkstar Babala: May sensitibong mga paksa ng karahasan at pang-aabuso. “Padre, may mabuting plano ho ba talaga ang panginoon?” “Anong bumabagabag sa ‘yo at diringgin ko?” “Hindi ko na po alam ang gagawin ko. Paulit-ulit akong nagkukumahog. Humihiling sa Panginoon na tapusin na ang aking pagdurusa!” “Elena, mukhang mabigat ito. Sige, ilahad mo nang husto nang maunawaan ko.” “Ilang beses na hong nangyari. Paulit-ulit. Tila ho baga walang katapusan. Wala ho akong iba

Written by Althea Velarde So, here I am again Writing another lengthy rant to youI wasn’t supposed to do this since I had done many of these back then But you know what, why not? It took me ages to get back to writing after the damage I had taken from us I could barely get words out of my system from how broken my heart was, and how boggled my mind was from everything going on with us Here lie the pages we could’ve written with our lives together Here lies the promises we ca

Article by Althea Velarde Listen closely, do you hear them? Do you hear the wails and the cries of the people? Do you hear the crushed hearts of the families who witnessed their loved ones die in their arms? Do you hear the agonizing screams of those drowned from the strong waves of the flood? Do you hear the chilling wails of the mothers holding the bloody lifeless bodies of their children or husbands? Do you hear the roaring voices of the people in rallies? Their chants? Th