Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan Poems

The low sun lulls the bay of sovereignty
a modern patriots liff back
the blooded heroic history
preserving native ground
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Smoothed and mutually-dusted clothe
of laissy faire atmosphere
of free trade sillhoutte industry
nested beneath inter-open countries
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Palilan, Jimenez, Misamis Ocidental
circa 1996

here
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We see roaring monsters
both in bicameral chamber cage
of the Philippine congress
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What would chicks figure
without her mountain top boobs
her curving hilly hips
her blooming sprouting butts
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at Delivery Room, Davao Doctor Hospital

in the shadow of death
you are thrown
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My mind is
on parade

marching like
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Tilling master's land
offering pleasant reaps
in return
like tiny ferns hail
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