Calamba Laguna
April 2001
I am here
national hero's home
I am strolling inside and out
Spanish
architectural influence
the art of our
hero's immortal foe
irony but facts
my feet rooted near the lips
of his wishing well
near Zoro type
kalisa garage
i am wishing
i would be a modern hero
a hero of my own
conquering my slave self
against imperial own weaknesses
it is impossible to be true
i have no piso bill
to be thrown in Rizal's
legendary well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes. we are all heroes...by doing good things...by surviving against bitterness in our lives....by accepting failures in our lives....because soon..success would come..as what God has planned for us..