You Speak of Truth

You Speak of Truth
Melcichon

you speak
of truth
of justice
of equality
of human rights

you dream
and tell us
to dream
of breaking dawn
of shinning morning
where bees
and beasts
altogether will sip
the nectar
of sunflower
of sampaguita
in a summer day
but you
forget
your wife
who labors
in a provincial hospital
alone
you forget
your weeping mother
in your ancestral home
who misses
your warm embraces
perhaps, perhaps
someday
we will
grasp
the rays
of a summer morning sun
perhaps
perhaps
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August 9, 2008