Tuesday, April 27, 2010

IN FLIGHT (Poem 5)

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

Today the world pulsates
With the vibrance
Of a new epoch birthing

A fresh history
Phantom of delight
In all its similitudes!

Even then the Evils grow
They seek to make dirt
To all signs of human grandeur
Evils whose satiation ends not
Till all men and women
Are slaughtered by

The Bomb!
The Bomb!

Let me make haste
That my eyes
And whole person
May sense the vibrating new world
That is struggling to surface
From its mother’s womb.

[Writ. 22 Aug. 1987, Univ. of the Philippines, Quezon City, M.Manila.]

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