Morning by: Conchitina Cruz


We were asked to read three (3) poems for our Philippine Literature (PHILITS) class. One of those was Ms. Conchitina Cruz's Morning. Of all three (3), this poem struck me the most. 

Who are we to tell that tomorrow won't be different from today? Who are we to say that we will be with that person we love so much for the rest of our lives? Do we really have any idea of what tomorrow might bring? As a matter of fact, no, we don't. We know nothing.  

The only thing that we can do is to make the best out of what we have, so we will be prepared for what is yet to come. Let us live today as if there is no tomorrow. 

Morning by Conchitina Cruz

You never know when somebody will walk away from you on a bright day on a busy street, never looking back and

you cannot believe the slow disappearance, cannot believe what is moving away from your reach until the busy street no longer needs its presence to look the same, because it is the same.

And the city offers you its fruits and fish, and the churchgoers lift their veils as they step out in the open

and you know the picture is incomplete but it can stand for itself

and who are you to ask for more, who are you to insist on hunger?