Who Cares
When the flood is raging
And the children are trapped
In their swaying nipa thatched home
Crying for help
For their parents are out there
Looking for some empty mineral bottles
And used cartons
To buy a kilo of rice
And a kilo of galunggong
For their 10 o'clock a. m. breakfast?
Who cares
When a taxi driver is being robbed
In the middle of the night?
Who cares?
***Melchor F. Cichon.
May 24, 2016
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