Around me is pink. Even this poem about lugaw by Marvin B. Aceron got me crying. I recalled my mom and dad’s love story and how we lived in our first home, where my bedroom got flooded each time it rained. Imagine your bed rocking and floating. You then get to stand up to be shocked not just by the motion but the cold waters your legs and feet are being wrapped by. It shocked me to realize we were poor and that rains to this day bring out some angst in me. But, my parents persisted, struggled to make a decent living, and built their house. My dad ensured that it was made well, impervious to the floods on the streets that I felt privileged watching the floods outside, and I stayed dry inside the house.
Thank you Mom and Dad, for your sacrifices! Today, I pay homage to this poet, Marvin Aceron, who moved me and Leni Gerona Robredo VP Leni Robredo in catalyzing a movement of radical love in her unlikely political campaign, defying the societal odds of gravity favoring the moneyed, to genuine love of hundreds of thousands of volunteers who are moved by their love of Inang Bayan and the woman herself.
Come May 9, 2022, the Philippines will have a new narrative, where we the voters will turn and feel the pain of our realities but also, the promise of a new beginning, a full moonrise, and pink tomorrows of care, love, and hope of a righteous government that will serve the common good of its citizens.
