After the Sunset

Sept 26, 2009.. 4pm, I step outside the office and plan to go home,
As I walk outside, thick dark clouds are in form.
Not knowing what's happening,
I just stood and watch the day get dim.
Every second, drops of rain falls into my hair,
Every minute, I get shiver with cold air.

4:30, I crossed the road and wait for a cab,
But every passenger I saw was snob.
Few cars are left and the road is wide,
Don’t see where they are maybe they just hide.
I can’t explain what I feel,
So this time, be at home, that's my will.

While on the struggle and finding a way home,
A lot of person already suffers in loosing the place they called "home".
A typhoon came and damaged lots of property,
Causes a flood, submerged a community.
Leave serious effect to cities and provinces,
Sent trouble to my mind and leave me clueless.

A week after, ONDOY still makes me think
What happened and why the water did not sink?
How will I start coping up?
When it's water I see from the time I wake up.
Far from here there's something I don’t know,
My father's time has come and he go.

For 2 weeks 2 typhoons comes into my life,
This time I’m so afraid and looking for the light.
Who do I turn to and where do I start,
To overcome this feeling that tears me apart.
Properties and Things can be replaced.
But living without a father is like I’m in a maze. Someone approach me and say talk to GOD,
He will comfort you and that tell the plans that he had.
So I Vowed down and start praying,
Now after a month you can still see me standing.
Not afraid of any typhoons anymore.
And more willing to open up another door.

Living the life that the typhoon and my father taught me,
Be strong every time that's how we must be.
Days will past and learn a lesson,
That we can use as our life goes on.
No matter what life may bring after the sunset,
The dawn is always there, ready and all set.

In memories of my father and those who hit by typhoon ONDOY.