Thoughts in Loneliness

Thoughts in Loneliness

By Apolinario Villalobos

 

Alone with just the whisper of the wind that breaks the silence,

the moment of bliss keeps me afloat me on the ocean of happiness.

 

Mind void of frenzy, becomes filled with thoughts…overpowering

and just like in a forest, they all become jovial birds…singing, chirping.

 

Meandering thoughts bump each other in my once empty mind

And, though puzzling, got to contemplate on them one at a time:

 

On the world that seems to shatter…is there hope

for even at the last moment

whatever remains of its innards

be spared to weld its fragments

long-molested without diffidence?

 

On man’s greed, selfishness…will he still survive

despite never-ending quest for more

that stacks up hatred from disquieted

who hesitate to act for the sake of unity

but now feeling abused due to disparity?

 

On man’s blatant arrogance…to where does it lead

when his reason for being, he questions

thinking that a Force alone has made him

into what he is now, assuming all the while

that he’s wise, so to no one he’ll reconcile?

 

On the children’s gleeful prancing…will this go on

when the air they breathe, stained with death

fill their aching lungs, makes their head spin

and the river they wade in is grossly infected

but sadly, makes only a few sincerely worried?

 

On vast seas and forests…how long can they hold on

for the sake of the fishes and others on ocean floor

the birds that seek shelter in the lush, cool foliage

and many other creatures that call them their home

as dynamites and chainsaws spell their doom?

 

Alas! All I can do is shiver in anger and helplessness

With those thoughts in my abject state of loneliness!