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[ because the O is gone ] by Bar T. Quiero Madame Senator, sorry for barging into your good office. I am aware how occupied you are gobbling up anonymous little insects and inferior life forms dwelling in makeshift shacks from Iloilo to San Juan to Mandaluyong. Your temper tantrums confirm what you really are- a spider of the black widow kind. And you know what? During my meal this morning, a housefly came down lapping on a salmon head, left-over of my cat in his latest foray to a neighbor's kitchen. "Excuse me Sir," I said to him, "May I interrupt your business for a moment? I only wanted to ask- Which is more pleasing to your nose, the smell of a decaying fish or the smell of politicians filling-up their pockets more than what they deserve to take? Which is more pleasing to your nose, the smell of an out-of-order toilet bowl filled up to the brim or the smell of politicians suffering from foot and mouth disease?" The fly looked at me as if in a state of shock, shook his head pushing the needle of the Richter scale to 6, flapped his wings stirring dust around him, all of a sudden, he took off and zoomed away! Madame Senator, since the fly left without any word, Will you answer the same questions for me? |
Bar T. Quero is a pseudonym chosen by a Likhaan Online reader from Hawaii. He has been published in the Anthology of the Bamboo Ridge Press, and the Philippine Free Press. |
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