i was listening to cordillera's beat
where hymns of missionaries exist
they claim to be theirs truly i don't mind
i find enjoyable easy listening at times
universal verses of love and despair
begging heavens for forever love affair
their dances close to natives of the west
mimicking animals known to be the beast
for editing ears would be so sniff-happy
for me it cradles me back to nature's cribs
desire of these people to achieve greatness
is remarkable worthy of admirations & praise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem