Marites C. Cayetano Poems

A little more push,
a little more push
higher, higher
a little more push,
...

I'm a prisoner
of the world...

I'm a prisoner
...

So what?
if you are not tall.
So what?
if you are not blonde.
...

Oh, mother country
it's no longer
a short time
since you become
...

I don't belong to you
you don't belong to me
but here we are
together
...

Tahooo! ! !

The loud voice
of the young Taho vendor
...

Oh, stop the rain
from falling
oh, please
stop the rain
...

When you are tired
and heaven shuts the door
are you going to just sit there
and wait for heaven
...