The Cold Within
Six humans trapped by happenstance In black and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs, The first woman held hers back For on the faces around the fire, She noticed one was black. The next man looking cross the way Saw one not of his church, And couldn’t bring himself to give The fire his stick of birch. The third...
“Bakit ba tuloy-tuloy pa rin ang pagikot ng mundo kahit na hindi tumutugma sa mga kilos ko?” I love our sarswela!!!! i’m gonna miss you, I-6!!!!!