Didith Marcelo Poems
My Beloved Zamboanga City
Oh my beloved hometown is now restless, horror rumbling everywhere, rubbish rebels sneak day and night to look beyond damage and death.
Oh greed when you was born demons absurd, you cause trouble, ruin lies, poor soul arose everywhere as they are sinking to their fears, they beg for justice but chaosity brought as an answer.
We wonder where is the finger of God to point out and subdue those rubbish. But someone tells me 'a conspiracy is going on.'
Love is the greatest needs of all people.
Love is the larger component in relationship.
Love is the only composition of happiness.
Love is the ingredient of a lives.
Love is the construction of the earth.
Love sometimes reveals sorrow.
Love sometimes can make a man suffer.
Love sometimes can make a man conceive anger.
Love sometimes can make a man destroy a person.