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(translated from “Lason” (see original excerpt below) by Joi Barrios)
We grasp the knives’ edges
because we have been edged onto
the lips of ravines,
because wretchedness is wretched.
We self-consume in flames,
because we are enslaved
by the country gasping for life
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~ Joi Barrios
Kumakapit tayo sa patalim,
Pagkat tayo’y nagigipit,
Sa gilid ng bangin ay natutulak,
Pagkat ang dalita’y marahas.
Sa apoy ay nagpapatupok,
Ng bayang nagdarahop.
the full original poem can be found here: