Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
My country has always been a den of thieves and crooks
A den of poll cheaters likewise who’d feign no mercy
In the use of guns, goons, gold, glitches
Our polls for over a century have been
Through ballots and manual counting of hands
Even the dead were known to cast vote
While many occasions of vote buying
Spiced up later with ballot snatching
Peppered with hundreds of ambushed dead
Polling has become a cheap enterprise
Subject of guffaws of a million buffoons
Till finally this year 2010
Across the archipelago our eyes were gladdened
As poll machines appeared at last in the precints
Where our folks cast their votes like enthused kids
Gleefully amazed finally at the rapid result
Churning numbers as fast as grand rapids
Finally we’d say justice had come to our polls
As the numbers we can now believably say
Is truthful enough to merit our golden valuation
[Philippines, 22 May 2010]
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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
MORNING RHYTHM
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
Silence breaks
Morning mist
Meets the day anew in sweet embrace
Birds aflight
Cats shall rest
As the sun erases evening’s haze.
Buses roll
Flies a-swarm
Off abound they’re freed from bottle’s cork.
Grandpas sneer
Dads consume
Coffee and news pages before work.
Crackers crack
Mobiles whine
Hospitals’ own occupants balloon.
Traffic grows
Roads go blocked
Terrified policeman act like goon.
Planes arrive
Flyers rest
Peddlers sell their wares with lemonade.
Bags prepared
Pockets swing
Joy’s corrupt official’s mood in trade.
[Writ. 19 October 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Silence breaks
Morning mist
Meets the day anew in sweet embrace
Birds aflight
Cats shall rest
As the sun erases evening’s haze.
Buses roll
Flies a-swarm
Off abound they’re freed from bottle’s cork.
Grandpas sneer
Dads consume
Coffee and news pages before work.
Crackers crack
Mobiles whine
Hospitals’ own occupants balloon.
Traffic grows
Roads go blocked
Terrified policeman act like goon.
Planes arrive
Flyers rest
Peddlers sell their wares with lemonade.
Bags prepared
Pockets swing
Joy’s corrupt official’s mood in trade.
[Writ. 19 October 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Saturday, May 29, 2010
THE SUN OUR KIN
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
It’s true the Sun will lay to rest
On the day’s end after his toil
And give way to the nighttime hours
When ravagers despoil amid our slumbers
But sure enough the morning comes
And Sun radiates our Land anew
Each smile he sports enervates our longings
For better times of wealth and wellbeing
He never tires to shed us rays of care
He never retreats without sharing heraldries
Of what our strivings will bring forth
A sturdier and well esteemed commonwealth
He shall ever be there when we need him
A kin indeed our light of liberty
[Writ. 07 October 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
It’s true the Sun will lay to rest
On the day’s end after his toil
And give way to the nighttime hours
When ravagers despoil amid our slumbers
But sure enough the morning comes
And Sun radiates our Land anew
Each smile he sports enervates our longings
For better times of wealth and wellbeing
He never tires to shed us rays of care
He never retreats without sharing heraldries
Of what our strivings will bring forth
A sturdier and well esteemed commonwealth
He shall ever be there when we need him
A kin indeed our light of liberty
[Writ. 07 October 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
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