Their glasses full

Her song played

She sprung out of her seat

and twirled onto dancefloor

And let the rhythm

control her body

Lost in the moment

“Naye kawala ako keelaga”

Disapproving eyes studied

her unbridled display

Critical tongues wagged

Their faces as disgusted as their words

But in their chests the silent scream

Wishing they too had the nerve

To drink deep, and live full

their Glass is full,

but Their hearts are empty

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