To Lady Luna
Your anger cause
to shut the doors’
Of the east that when’s cast
something had a face,
Oblivion of the story
oh lady Luna
They dig up each treasure
of your days before
But cannot find
the dagger from your hands
that pay the death,
Your voice resounded
the ringing cry tune
Of the betrayal of
whom you love
The Duke of the countryside,
Hanged him
once again heard
From the east of your grave
oh lady Luna
Whose love deprived
Why cry why sigh
let your grave with you die
Don’t come back
from the woes’ forever be lock
Rest in peace then,
let heaven give justice
to him.
(City of Mati, Philippines 1999)
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