an empty chair

dedicated to: Darrell Sadaya
inspired by: Mary Ann Haramil

an empty chair
someone used to be there

a man brilliant
handsome, kind

a man who smoked Lucky Strike
on his free time

he leads the choir
but has to take a shot of Fundador before the mass

they'll never find another like him
he can motivate people
without a reprimand
his very presence
commands authority

the way he works
just makes me feel guilty
that I may not be working hard enough

i like his philosophy:
work hard
then...
party hard

our manager
our mentor
our friend

i speak of him as if he's dead
hehehe but he's not
he just got fired
oh... its "forced resignation."
but still unjustly so.

i miss him...
though i have a lot to remember him by
his teachings
my memories
this entry
and
an empty chair