[Literary] We All Cried Out: A Poem for ORLY by Darwin Mendiola


WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN Tado took his last ride,
Leaving us with his eccentric humor and wit to bite…

WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN Ka ROMY fought his final battle to cancer,
Leaving all workers to muse in how to break their own shackles…

WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN Typhoon Yolanda hit the south,
Leaving thousands unprepared with the nature’s wrath…

WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN Jennifer Laude was strangled to death,
Leaving the LGBTs to demand for justice and respect…

WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN the SAF 44 was killed in a bungled operation,
Leaving the public to wonder who made such a stupid decision…

WE ALL CRIED OUT
WHEN injustices and abuses were committed everyday,
Leaving victims and their families nothing left to pray…

WHILE WE ALL CRIED OUT
THIS GUY makes us all see the brighter side of life,
Bringing laughter when hope seems to be out of sight…

WE ALL CRIED OUT AGAIN
AS his LAUGHTER finally runs dry,
Leaving us without even saying goodbye …

BUT NOT ALL is LEFT in VAIN
While we bid FAREWELL TO YOU, OUR DEAR FRIEND!
We will always REMEMBER you right up to the END.

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[Literary] A Plea to A Torturer: A Poem


I am not a toy,
You can enjoy
Stripping me naked
helpless and scared…

I am not a toy,
You can enjoy
treating me as a play thing.
as if I have no feeling…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Putting a gun on my head
And make me filled with dread…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Asking me a million times
To confess for uncommitted crime…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Laughing at me
As I beg for mercy…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Putting my head into a pale of water
Or electrocute me to make me whimper…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Punching me in the face
And tease me as I grimace…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Listening to my scream
As your cigarette burns my skin…

I am not a toy,
You can enjoy
Locking me up in a dark, cold room
To make me feel how to lie in a tomb.

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Imposing your authority over me
And seeing how I endure your cruelty…

I am not a toy
You can enjoy
Because I am human being too
Just like everyone including you…

Stop torture

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[Literary] Human Rights: A Poem


The world says we are different,
And that is quite apparent.
With the color of our skin…
Gender, age, creed or the way we look at things.

Discrimination, Inequality or Racism
They all have the same meaning.
Defeat is the fate to the weakest
In the survival of the fittest…

Can we accept it as true?
That the world is so cruel…
Or it is just imposed by the few
To those who are powerless to be ruled…

You can be my caring brother or sister,
a loving father or a nurturing mother
We may not have a blood relation,
But I am sure we have a historical connection.

For we are bond by a common humanity.
Born free and with equality.
We may be living in different society,
But we all have the right to live a life with dignity…

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