Obed dela Cruz (October 18,1995 / Marikina City)

Where are the efforts which once was laid
Just to make the unconscious war fade?
Where are the Alexanders who conquered worlds
And the Socrateses full of witty words?

Did they die and left a promise of no return
Or is it that they tell us that it is our turn;
Our turn to accomplish and do things correctly,
And to promise this world of greatness and safety.

Tell me that you have not lost it
And that great men will not just die.
Promise me that you will not quit.
Promise me that we’ll reach the sky!

Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz

(November 24,2009; Marikina City)

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