Marites C. Cayetano Poems

Oh, crescent moon
come down
and give me a ride to the stars
let me see how they smile
...

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
...