iniwan aku ng kuya ku sa manila zu
nakakita aku ng malaking kabayu
hinabol aku kaya aku'y nagka kalyu
nadapa aku, nasugatan ang aking ulu
He's into poetry again. He hides his smile once more, gazes at the sable parts of the room and wears his black shirt again.... He's in a state of dreary, plunged into desolation. He stares at the picture of memory and puts his thoughts running again.... He is looking for something. He wonders and lays on his bed, works hard to deceive his sentiments but the tick tocks keep increasing....