The reverberating voices of children…The shrieking mothers…The wailing fathers…all were callously drowned by the shuddery fury of Ondoy on the 26th of October.
He mocked and guffawed beyond strata: rich or poor, young or old. All were just nonsensical pieces of crap for him. He slashed and jagged in tearing every creature caught by him like feeble and hopeless ants to a raging whirlpool of water and mud.
He never had a heart.
He never wanted life.
He never got enough of death.
He voraciously swallowed the panic stricken people of the metropolis and its outskirts.
The morbid truth of Ondoy’s aftermath has caused unfathomable grief and immensurable pain for those who have invested millions for their properties. Cars floated like paper boats. Business establishments soaked into flood. Nothing left but mud-bathed products. And worst, the poor people living in ramshackled shanties who are now sipping the bitter succus of Ondoy’s wrath.
Some people were not aware of what happened outside their tall buildings, cozy condo units and high places. They were so lucky that they were enjoying and affording the comforting warmth of their nooks. But those who were flooded, most of them could even wished that they had never lived for them not to have suffered the unpitying clutch of his suffocating rain and tempestuous gush of torrents.
There are those who blame the government. There are those who blame the people who are spifflicating nature. There are those who keep on blaming others. They are not just aware that this would not bring back what has been damaged and lost. Why not begin another morning? Why not help the government for the realization of friendly-nature projects? Why not start helping each other? Why not pondering what may happen to this wonderful world if we keep on pointing our fingers to others because of our own despair.
We are not certain for the days to come. For the calamities that may approach. Only one is certain, the key is ourselves!!!
LET’S START POINTING OUR FINGERS TO OURSELVES!!!
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