Words are Thy swords
with hopes, fears and dreams
to enter the battlefields
of the tainted world
and deliver the truth
to every man's eyes.
In the rushing wave
of reality and flame
you gathered your strength
from the "words-of-truth",
buried deep within your soul,
to be your Land's tongue.
Awake are Thy senses
for the awards in store
and on the opposite shore
is the land of honorable death.
Sill your passion kindled
for freedom and fair speech.
Not the angry Mayon Volcano
knock'd your head down
to light your nation.
No hours gone to waste
as you battled the storms
and cast your voice to the stones.
Yet when the envying light
strikes you with its merciless beam
and Fate drags you down
six feet below the ground,
your wind-worn battles will be gone
but your words lives on and on.
No comments:
Post a Comment