by Demetrew Wilfredo Flores

Created on: March 15, 2010

I have walked sad, desolate streets

searching for some answer

Along rubbles and heap of garbage

passing images of disaster

Varied faces of agony and defeat

what more could I muster

I have gone a long, long way

and can’t go any further

Memories of the past keep on haunting

me to fall down on my knees

The scent of decay and rotten flesh

weakens me to every breeze  

With the last bit of hope could I go on

driven by a victory to seize

Or shall I finally give up this struggle

to the Game Master as he please

I make my hard, struggled breath

as the clock strikes to the edge

I can see the sky, moon, stars

and my ancestors by the ledge

I am fearlessly ready, on my way

fixing myself to the wedge

To the Supreme Truth that liberates

my soul I kneel down and pledge

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