060610f It Could Happen Anytime Poem by Manonton Dalan

splinter of thoughts came to me
reading a word quest at rear panel
of once a beautiful van for family
now park in front of church for a while
i can see smoke marks that gutted
whole interior; no mercy from above

i heard it was during mass; yesterday
i could imagine their saddened faces
wish they have another vehicle to use
i also think of my car so sudden; bam
door doesn't open from inside; spam
it works good now; yes, i fix it today