Arc-wide smile comes after several coins land in his hands
Given by his greatest woman, his mom, who never demands
Only that, "Son, education is a treasure and should never be denied"
"Please determined for this opportunity, for not all can gratify"
Poverty hampers his road to school but his courage fueled by passion
His life filled with immense destruction conquered by his determination
Wearing the glorious black toga soon is his sail that leads his direction
But his Calvary never ends for terrorism comes with dark dominion
As he walks with Maria, Luna, Sergio, Ignacio, Antonia and Kyle
They're singing sweet OPMs with no harmony in their every try
At young age, all they want is to sing along to make people blithe
Here comes the doomsday forcing them to pull apart and hide
He cried too loud, but no one tried to stop and listen
"Maria, Luna, Antonia, wait for me" that's his wailing
"Wait for me!" he called to Sergio, Kyle and Ignacio
Yet no one dares out of fear to turn back in his sad echo
The sobbing kid then heard the sound of blasts from not afar
Closing his ears with his palms he entered the building with altar
Followed the other people running into the light-filled room
But in seconds light faded after bomb fell for his doom
Who could say if what happened to that little kid?
When all people are masked, blinded by their upholding
Who could help such innocent running for his life?
When they are stone deaf of a piteous scream of a juvenile
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Marawi: A Dauntless Assault
PoetryKillings... Terrorism... Uncommon beliefs... Distinct views... War and rage... After that, what now? A savage? These poems are dedicated to a continuous hunt for peace. Peace that everyone is longing but not all could give. If peace is unattainable...
