A Friend’s Post

I read a friend’s post today. I haven’t heard from him for quite some time now. I haven’t talked to him or heard about his whereabouts from our common friends either.

But I saw his post on Friendster today. I had to read it twice in a row to make sure I didn’t take his post the wrong way. But I guess, what I had in mind was right.

Some flames would just die.

I want to ask him a million and one questions but I know his answers would never matter to me anymore.

Sa mga kauban, mao ni iya post:

Everything we thought was true was not
true.
Everything we thought was right was
wrong.
The leaders whom we idolized were
madmen,
Mass murderers, whose crimes we helped
along.
We were the volunteers for genocide,
The dupes who gave out leaflets for the
devil,
For whom obscene dictatorships were good
And our own democracies were evil.

We were the organizers of the poor,
The builders of unions, champions of
justice,
Sacrificing self only to serve
A mortal yearning for significance.

We were blind in service to our
passions.
We were deaf in service to our need.
Now we must drive the truth straight
through our hearts
That we might die at peace with what we
did.

~ by 32flavors on March 7, 2007.