our neighbors
who still retain their
flat noses and
brown skins have taken
time to take a party
in their homes
drinks are served and
the menu strictly
american, and they cheer
each other
'we love america! '
there is no place like america!
it is sad, or
say it is also funny
how Filipinos hate this
brown skin
wanting to be like the
uncle sam
tall, and bearded and white
and very much
unlike them in everything
manners, ambition, and vision.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem