Red Beacon Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ed beacon begins to rise
U-nderneath the blue lane;
T-he rays emitted above
H-ave just stopped the rain.

R-ed beacon starts to shine
O-n seventeenth November;
D-awn has just broken,
R-ising up from deep slumber.
I-n the wide bright sky,
G-od is Almighty alone;
U-nder His wisdom and power,
E-verything is in proper
Z-one.

K-iss the tears away,
A-ll troubles will disappear;
H-eartaches, pain and sorrow
A-re turning into a cheer.
P-ure delight and rapture
A-re brought from now on;
Y-our heart will be bathed by the warmth from red beacon.