TWO people won the lottery on Sunday
And this snaps a million people’s dreams
Of a house, holiday, hot baths
Hopping away from long lines in traffic, government applications
Two people will envelop their dreams
With one billion pesos split into their plots of escape
The lines to the stations start again
To dance the excitement of chance
We like to bet on chance
Like the one we placed in 2016
On a promise of three to six months
But now we have to figure out
20,000 bloody ends, 300,000 Maranaw exits
Millions under endo, billions in taxes
It stays up
We crawl our way out
In Cusses and conversations
On a conundrum we try to get out
In broken promises, clashes
Contenders and clowns
Of false binaries
Between love and loyalties
We place our bets again
Wandering into a world of what ifs
Is it one more time?
Is it this time?
Can we make out
The muddle in our minds?