158 My Country Hates Me
158.
My Country Hates Me
Once I called myself “Illuminati”
Of the god attendant “Annunaki”
Whence I said “stupid majority”
To the fellowmen of my country
For once I considered me a decoy
Of someone high who can employ
A major disturbance against PNoy
Just like playing cards for toy
Ungrateful, unthankful – they labeled me
Parables laden to rebuke discreetly
As the said majority surrounds me
Drained I all of temerity
Mine – four months of transgression
Theirs – eighteen months of retribution
Forlorn me to concise perdition
Hear my call of reconciliation!
Now this moment of abeyance & disconnectivity
I can feel how my country hates me
Watching the extent of my stupidity
Eat & sleep idly to eternity?!
-07/07/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Dark Poems Collection
-07/18/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Dark Poems Collection
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