Embracing the Wind
Different work of world,
Telling me paradise,
When its totally rubbish,
Telling me heaven, \when its the hell.
Why people force to accept,
The irony of each reality,
When artificial is prioritized,
The original is fancied,
To shelter the genuine form of fantasy.
Look at carefully its hues,
Scrutinize the structures,
Seems its perfectly genuine,
When you sign the receipt,
May we're not embracing the wind.
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On the Question of Loyalty
Nothing doubt
to figure out,
no fissure gives
a crack to hesitate,
purely in chastity,
why question.
all the trust flings,
nothing to question,
trust is the answer.
Comfortable spirit,
rest much the brain,
night is a great friend,
no unthinkable trouble,
then one day
the world cracks
of the newly found
truth, the truth of a traitor
to break the trust it gives,
yet the question lies,
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Battles of Fairness
Fairness?
To honesty, fairness is Fair,
To sincerity, fairness is Accuracy,
To integrity, fairness is Absolute!
To the law, fairness is JUSTICE!
To dedicated public servant
FAIRNESS IS MORE THAN A SALARY,
MORE THAN TEARS, MORE THAN JUSTICE,
MORE THAN SWEAT, MORE THAN HONOR,
MORE THAN LOVE and
MORE THAN JUSTICE.
But to the twisted society
FAIRNESS is
BEYOND DOUBT
and BEYOND
QUESTION!
I have no doubt,
I have no question.
The gavel is yours.
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The Flower For Me
Respectful students,
A soft melodious sound
Greetings good morning,
Up to the end of good evening,
Means much to me, a flower
never fade in Memory
Generous learners,
Sharing things to others,
Pencils with no erasers,
Paper of the only in the trousers,
A flower in my eyes,
Never ever fade in my memory,
Studious yet humorous,
Serious yet with an admiring grin,
A follower and leader in one,
Loves freedom but a disciplinarian,
A flower bloom in the month of no days,
A flower to me that colors my day.
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The Devil's Device
Rejoicing angels,
As the devils fly down,
Searching victims,
On earth to dwell.
Tempting the wicked,
the nod subdue,
Earth being reign,
Is the greatest plan,
The world of alone,
Is not a shield to withstand,
Quitters are the pessimistic,
In real world of comfort,
Where no one thinks of
to endure the faithfullness,
So difficult to destroy,
A family stood still,
Waiting for the hero to come,
And by luck, they destroyer,
Kneel again to God's plan
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Hero In the Classroom
A simple being, hero in the classrooms,
Pen and lesson plans are his tools
In imparting knowledge to his learners
a father/ mother of almost sixty.
Teaching children of not his blood,
Nurturing then of knowledge flood,
Burning midnight candles,
Doesn't matter all,
their achievements are his goal.
Addressing different learning styles,
With various teaching aids on files,
Preparing a friendly atmosphere,
Even none from his relatives care.
The forgotten hero in the classroom,
Toiling overtime forgetting time,
You wonder he is paid under time,
Job unrecognized, being late recognized.
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Christmas 2003
The memoir of childhood days,
Deeply carved as years part ways,
Penetrating and leaving memory's rays,
Solitude for silver bells rang in the hay,
of the yore, of its juncture and its future.
The limelight of this era never swear,
of yore's bells to stay so near,
the jolly echoing of the distant care,
with all its might the mortal was there,
the unnatural feeling of the season's bear,
injured by many, yet suffered by her.
Gone were the echoes of the past,
Covered by the ecstasy of cash,
Whisper by the pretension of its mask,
Overwhelmed by the presence so vast,
Trumpheting the genuine spirit of Christmas!
Here you are in the vastness of none,
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Philippine Freedom
Its June 30 today
The moment of 'someday'
For people like me
Craving for hopes
That someday will be 'Today'.
Its seems just a fairy tale,
When even Pres. Ninoy never feel
of leading Philippines
and be the 15th president
wavering the freedom aim,
by all Filipinos, now its
no longer a dream
but a precious reality
and gem of his parents' legacy.
Nerve recoiling in every spine,
As the confetti spread like rain
In that memorable Quirino grandstand
In the thunderous Ninoy's voice,
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