O wise humans of the past
Where are your modern versions?
Why have you let the today
Be left without instructions?
Why let many go astray?
You knew that many won’t last.
Why not send invitations
To the men of the present
To take the strength and courage
To patch the cloth which was rent
And to stop doing revenge?
Make us free from illusions.
O where? Where? Where? Where are you?
Let your wisdom now arise
And fill people of wisdom.
Free the today from the lies.
Let us possess real freedom.
Make us always share virtue.
Stay in your graves; rest in peace.
But be sure that there are men
Whom you have trained and convinced
To make this dark world brighten.
Never let our lights be missed.
Never let true wisdom cease.
World, always be on alert.
Many fought for our today.
Let’s not forget what they’ve done.
Never go to the wrong way.
Don’t the new rising sun
From shining its light to earth.
There are some inhabitants
Who are not really humans.
Soon, they’ll try to destroy you
And stop time from being new
Be wise to fight against them.
May strength be not a problem.
Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz
(November 8,2009; Marikina City)
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