artist: Richie Havens
song: License to kill
composer: Bob Dylan
Let's talk.
I like being in the Philippines. In many ways I love it here. However, to be honest I had planned on staying in America for another decade. I was working and everything was cool but last year I decided to make the big move early and here we are. And it's great except for Sean, my seven-year-old son. He wants to be back in Ameica.
"Remember how things used to be nice in America." Sean says to me, "There was no trash. Everything was nice and the streets were safe."
"Yah," I say to him because I'm honest with him, "a lot of things were nicer in America."
And I'm dying inside.
"Then why are we here?" he asks me that question.
A lot.
Folks, how do I tell my seven-year-old son that America has become a monster.
How do I tell him that there is a war and I don't know how big the war is going to get.
"Sean," I say to him, "I brought you here so that you and your sister and your mother can be safe."
He looks at me and wants more.
Calbayog City 2023
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