Sep 22, 2010

=== Saw this poem after cleaning my room, I made this when I was 15 ===
hahaha.. memories... common keep sinking in... wheew.. 


WHAT DO I OWE THIS COUNTRY OF OURS?
By Hedel Cruz





What do I owe this country of ours?
That’s been the reason for my pain and sufferings.
What do I owe this country of ours?
The sole slayer of my love and feelings.
She who teaches me to trespass against others.
Often brought me hate to my brothers
The responsible for my fall.
The one keeper who can tell it all.
What do I owe this country of ours?
She who has seen me cries help in despair.
What do I owe this country of ours?
That all that can do is close it’s eye and say, “ why should I care”.


The abductor of my freedom.
Now lies and sees me in boredom.
She who doesn’t like to fight.
Doesn’t even know what’s wrong or right.


What do I owe this country of ours?
That roar in pain in the middle of the night.
What do I owe this country of ours?
Which gasp for air while its glory took flight.


She that tries to keep the fire stable.
While lingering beside its navel.
She who thinks all will be okay.
But refuses to take time and pray.


What do I owe this country of ours?
That tries to help the poor.
What do I owe this country of ours?
Big idiots that can’t even find a cure.


She that look upon talent of eccentrics.
Doesn’t even know our good techniques.
She who tries to be in.
But obviously silhouette in her snakeskin.
What do I owe this country of ours?
A historical fire-eater.
What do I owe this country of ours?
The one which make my shame greater.


Now tell me what do I owe this country of ours?
Which I know that also to you has been harsh.
Please tell me what do I owe this country of ours?
Before all stops and I slit my hours.

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