Nustrum Constitutum Poem by Gil Gregorio

I was taught to speak freedom
Abducted with self contempt
And benediction by the rules!
I prophesied contentment and oppression
Hovered with slaughtered words of conviction
While they turned back at me…

I wrote on papers with doubts and troubles;
I conceived the rules by time
With veracity in its contention!
But, I was within two blocking spurs
Of heaven's judgment:
One's by the rules of humanity
And others by the rules of inhumanity!

Truth though it stands as the shining armour
Of wisdom and power
Is like words sometimes sealed
At the foot of divine ones;
But, my words were made not
Of empty praises
So simple as they were uttered in grief.

Words content shall ever wear twilights
Visiting the nook of my sun:
My voice was shattered
By the gleaming gestures of cheerful youth
Wearing the throne for new generations…
Darkness was seen by my eyes
Exalted and half-buried under
The splendid ground of the sun.

I shall say no evil nor will upon my glory
Though seabirds were my songs in solitaire:
My boat have anchored with inflamed
Resemblance by the sea;
Promises never shall I live afterwards
In my wickedness.
But, even if my complexion's dimmed
My senses are lighted;
My bones are weakened
But my tongue remains in my sun.
So distinct were the rules conceived:
Both the evil and the good are one!

Shalom! They shall never wear the crown
In greatness nor shall I again…