Sumpat! Gintirador sang kaiway kag kabakod
Mga mata.. naga abri! Daw pakpak ka kalapati, sin'o ini siya?
Katampad, ang desendaryo ni Hepastos.
Ginhawa ka maxx kag mentos, nag-abot nga daw balas, makabululag..
Pwersa ka taho, kinabuang!
Pero... ang hangin naga hutik kag ang dagoob nagahambal!
"Isa ka iskolar! Halin sa panahon sang hudas."
Maga-abot ang isa ka tinuga, Alain Jeff Nonod.
Ika isa kag baynte sang Agosto, sa ika isa kag ikabaynte nga centuridad.
Ang barbariko sang kaalam, primitibo nga soldado,
Nagaisip paagi sa Fibonacci (alam mo, tsk! Pwerte!)
Nagatindog sa angle ka Cabbibo (Alam mang gd)
Adlaw sang pagkabun-ag! Kinabuang kung tawgon Bata-day
Pero iya ni bata-day...
Masadja nga kinadalaga!
KGT (Kadlaw gid todo)
(English Version)
You're Already Old
Hitted, lavished in stillness and strength
Eyes opened! Like wings, who is he?
Solitude, a descendant of Hephaesteus.
A breath of Mint, whipped like dust, blinding.
Power of being, insanity!
But... the wind howls and the thunder speaks,
"A valedict! From the era of hudlums."
Comes a child of God. Alain Jeff Nonod.
21st of August, 21st century
A barbaric man in terms of knowledge, a cromagnic warrior
Counts in Fibonacci
Stands at top of Cabbibo
A day oof birth! Lame to be called "Birthday"
Somehow it's your birthday.
Happy puberty stage!
LOL (Laugh out Loud)
(They don't know haha, what a translation lol, If you're a negrosanon, you're lucky lol)
BINABASA MO ANG
Postcripts
Poetry"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses." ...
