If He allows me

by Kat Ongoco

I will open my eyes,
fix my bed and my hair,
open our window
and smell the air.

I will look for a dress,
get my underwear
enter the shower
and suffer with cold.

I will eat the bread,
served with meatloaf
and watch the news
in the morning show.

I will get my bag
and wear my mom's watch,
unlock the wooden door
and get my phone.

I will walk to the elevator
while putting my head phones on
pick and play a song
until I reach the ground floor.

I will wave goodbye
to the on-duty-guard,
give my last smile and
get out of our building.

I will cross the street
and wait for the bus,
pay the conductor
and finally, leave my place.