Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Dramatic Monologue

A Note To a Sister

To you, my lovely Hermie

You can be the star 
That shines bright at night;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the bird’s song 
That fills the air of early morn; 
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the Angel’s trumpet 
That welcomes the first cockcrow;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the alabaster rose 
That blooms in the Master’s garden;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the mountain 
That chants lullabies in soft falsetto;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be anything…
And, you can have everything;
If, you wanted to be.

If, and only if… 
You ask all of these, 
Only, in the name of our God.

One thing thou, sure, I know…
You’re one of the backbones 
Of His sacred choir.

Come, O come, let us sing 
The hymns of praises, in one voice
For the Lord’s rejoicing.

Remember thou, O lovely Hermie
If, you choose to be the alabaster rose, 
Be the flower, not the prickly thorn.
 
‘Tis my wish for you, O my sister
Greet me, O greet me, with a holy kiss
For I am your brother, in Christ.

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