Squatter's critters crawled out when the roosters crowed. Dust from the streets floated as footsteps awakened them. This town of boxes and stolen tires to hold down the roof stretches it's yawn as sunrise gathers speed. This boy from Manila sat on the ground like a fallen bird waiting for breakfast to be served. He stared defiantly at dusk in the face. He must learn young to be brave for hunger will be a familiar companion and it's only minutes away.