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Poetry '26  作者: keyt062425
6/8

020326

reputation and ruination

oh, women ahead of me

my fellow Filipina

I understand poverty was not your choice

by means of survival you strip yourself of dignity

to flock overseas and sell you bodies


an ancient trade, the oldest profession


whether by exploitation

whether by complex negotiation

of agency and determination


I cannot be the judge behind every motivation

of what keeps you coming back

whether through desperation or integrity

that's your narrative

yet the backdrop of horror to crawl back

into the cradle of the poor nest you once rest

then I see a sliver of it


dear tita,

dear ate,

Magdalena is a figure I presume

but please, when did you become a Jezebel?


come on, who gets blinded by money

for hundred thousand peso bill

a hitman goes in for a kill

for what?

for an insurance policy?


I don't understand

of why are you overrepresented much

in this shore,

to become their exotic whore


I like to think you were a victim

perhaps, here and there, you are

and there are those

whose moral values had not known God

whose black soul was tarred too thick by greed

because they'd never tasted this immense privilege throughout their lives


privilege and power is tested

measured when wielded, madam

but if this is given to you overnight

you waste it all away

how could you not?

when you were never exposed to it by sight


let me tell you how it's done

in the beginning,

it is handled by those before you

gleaned knowledge from it

until it shall be passed down soon to you

all the miss and hits are noted

making the successor careful than reckless


it's a bright torch

that'll burn everything

including your conscience when it's beyond your capacity

if by low aptitude and if you are not careful

power is a fire that loses control in the weaker mind


control, ma’am

a cool head to see things ahead

it's not murder

you don't kill the goose that hatches the golden egg


madam Filipina

tita, tita, I shook my head

do not pay for blood

soon they will come at you

in league

like battalion


you will rot at Muntinlupa prison hill

with your conspirator about to be tortured

by the older inmates in the known ritual


who gives off the reputation for a demure Maria Clara?

if Jessica is the loanword

Maria Clara is the madonna

Jessica is the exported puta


all of these names are bestowed to you by men

the same men who wanted a fuck

but feels disgusted in the end

keeps coming back

ruined, and keeps looking for Jessica

loves the thrill of chasing Jessica

until the vivacious Jessica is a relentless vow on their lips


quite a reputation gained it seemed

just the word Filipina creates a good picture

in the land of the rising sun

never truly reading past underneath the changing shadows

of how the different shades flicker,

the underbelly of Manila.

how this underbelly shaped you,

my dear fellow Filipina


poverty, hedonism, corruption and violence

greed, money, power and absolute insolence

God by Sunday

lawlessness by Friday

at night, a lurking shadow awaits the susceptible

a riding in tandem held his gun


what is going on?


the greater ills of our society,

a few Jessica extorted,

manipulates the system like permanent visa

with great skill, such a feat

and challenge the word chaos

bring more definition to it

by the time you're involved with the Chinese syndicate

who gambles, who drinks, and remains godless


be looped into the rabbit hole

if you did, do you understand the case

that you are disposable?


money is a paper,

it's not money you're chasing now,

it's the fact that you can hold power

even by the underground


because you are powerless on the middle ground

you are a devil queen beneath

whose capacity is the tendency to be a good puppet

servile and still weak to understand

that you are nothing but a pawn

and a piece of flesh

about to be thrown


to the dogs

to the snakes

or to the sharks


either way, since you involved yourself

to people whose humanity is gone

what is normal to you

is the abnormality of it all


Jessica who are mothers

Jessica who did not become Jezebel

Jessica who was saved from drowning in alcohol

I hope you tread well


indeed is the advice, let us carry on with our lives

it's a tragic and horrifying tale

that among the Jessicas and Marias

there are those of you

who built a reputation, quite respectable, quite good

and there are few of you

who was dulled until it turns to ruination,

for evil and for worse


however,

why the few of you

is sensationalized enough to carry the torchlight of us all?


but fuck the prejudice, isn't it?

let the dim-witted idiots remain xenophobic


these systems that male entitlement complains

blabber on

yada yada yada

“I was scammed by a Filipina!”


not to invalidate your feelings, bro…


but what the hell are you doing there in the first place?

if you weren't there, by supply and demand

they would be gone, in the blink of an eye

it's sayonara, bye-bye


but it's you who keeps coming back

you like the drink, isn't it?

damn shit, how are you different from the Australian man I've heard before?

how are you unique to this American military hunk MAGA asshole?

how are you keeping up with this German man, who looked like a German shepherd?


I grinned again


oh… I know where this is going

“all Filipinas are scammers.”

keep talking, bro

yeah, keep talking


I'd be in the background smiling

whispering next to me, “look at that bloke

bewildered and gullible.”


Ah, but Jessica, my tita

I know you can be quite gallant

the amiable Jessica, the good tita

showered me down with her blessings

she probably remitted it from her husband's pocket


it's okay, her husband doesn't seem to mind

but deep inside

I'm sure he had his regrets


well, my good sir

you are what you tolerate


but send my best wishes to all of you

felis navidad!


hundred air kisses from your unsuspecting nieces

muwah, muwah,

when will the balikbayan boxes arriving?

just joking

I'm not demanding


I hope I'm not a parasite


by tita, who's too generous to shower me with Kit-Kat matcha,

the good Jessica

hello ate, more Marias


I hope you don't end up in a national news

because by a single flash

the whole world might start condemning again


a longstanding decade of peace and harmony

is too fragile

that a single mistake

a once in a blue of the rarest crime enacted

is a legitimate stake

to put us all in a bad light

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