From This Day On (Killer Of Fr. Pops..From This Day On, Change!) Poem by Maia Padua

You're unknown to me
I remain deaf with your calls
I deprive life with the beauty of serenity
I kill the time with wrath
No tears found in my stony heart

With my long doubtful stride
Across the edgy, thorny side
With my faded footstep you followed
As I quietly drifted to the unknown;
Though no traces shown;

Every breath unconsciously I take
The free air, of wisdom you make
Every single thing, a record of everything
Even mud and dust makes sense;
A proof of your existence

I offer to you, I will paint in me
A painting of wonderful things
As I run in the vast shore of life
No matter where it takes me
I will carve myself in the hearts of many.

From this day on, I offer my life to you
All of my plans, all of my dreams

I will follow you, from this day on



for the killer of Fr. Fausto Tentorio, PIME
GRIEVE NOW! Change now! You have killed a good servant of God

'His death can't silence his voice as defender of the indigenous people in Mindanao'