Drowning in ignorance, with streets of blood,
My people have religion but no God.
In every election voters are blind,
They hope on promises, they've lost their mind.
They view candidates as their messiah,
In truth, it is to God they must return!
Stubborn Filipinos.... they never learn.
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello ~~~09.25.17
Note - Ryhme royal poetry form is 7 lines
in iambic pentameter, may be a quatrain & a tercet
(abab/bcc) or two couplets and a tercet (aa/bb/dcc)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In every election voters are blind.This is really what the voters are.Nicely put.