Benchmark of Hope
I saw old images of different views of Ho Lang Island
The stone towers built by Spanish still standing erect
I felt nostalgic to look at the past of this island
It was dubbed as a "no man's island"
It was a beautiful city compared to Cebu and Manila.
I wasn't aware that even my tears are crying
The tears told me that I am physically crying
When there was no name given by Kastila
The people here are very peaceful and kind
With that derogatory name they are blind.
The name got a less effect to their psyche
The ‘currental’ people in the archipelago
I want to see the image to peace
I want see the olden days peace
The olden days that has been told to me.
I felt grey to look at the images of wars
The wars affecting the society’s fabric
I am pretty-handsome sure of the peace
In this island will reign once more
I only need amphibian warriors.
I hope they come to the way of peace
Regain their lost or snatched fate
I am proud that I was born with faith
My "uneducated" parents did
I like my mother kindness
And my father’s principle I seek.
Their hearts are towards anyone else
But only to hold the benchmark of hope
In here, I remained to stage the truth
I am proudly listening to hope
My forefathers once told.
In order to win the cause
I don't ever think of winning
But do work to finish the cause.
As I always believe there's no victory
When victory itself a loser to achieve.
It is the cause for peace that led to the conflict
When peace is armed with fake faith
And while looking at the shadow of the past
I won’t loosen my faith in the cause for peace
Even it will cost me myself, and later my life.
I am donating myself to seek for justice and peace
God knows what's in my heart and consciousness
I really do love my homeland of peace
The home of the warriors’ backbone of steels
They are warriors that were raging the high seas.
They counter attack the foreign invaders
After keeping the role of defense
I want to keep this note as short as one word
But it is the note that is happy to be noted uphold
If that is the story for the Ho Lang people of hope.
I am saying goodbye to inform you
I am gonna see you again sooner or later
A very significant place of harmony is better
In the near future you will come to near
I cross my fingers for that will!
I love you peace. Let's sail together. Layag Sug!
Purple Coach, City of Widow
12 April 2015. 3:05AM
Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2015
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