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BLOOD SOAKED ROSARY
A miracle it may seemed;
People did it and cheered;
That day when the dictator's regime ended;
And Filipino prayers heard.
After a long years of reigning;
Filipinos sought their voices and guts;
to gain back their freedom;
From the dictator's hand.
Tears showers out on eyes:
As the hoipolloi and nouveau riche unites;
Armed with one goal on their mind;
To call for Freedom!!! Freedom!!!
Everybody keep together;
Students, teachers and soldiers;
Priests, nuns and civil servants;
Joined hand in hand to oust the Hitler out!
Flags raised on streets;
Blacks,yellows and reds;
But nobody put on white;
And attempted to pull down their flag.
Filipino men against each other;
Puppies are on their guns and tanks;
On the side of the dictator!;
While masses praying with rosaries on their hands.
Many of Filipinos cry!!
As the men who wait for independence died;
But millions of them rejoices;
When they finally won the fight..
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Yes! This is great!!! Such powerful imagery in this one Romar, well done.
Just one note, rejoices should be rejoice.
Thank you for sharing this one. I look forward to reading more like it!
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| Aw, I like this. It's historical but really swells up a sense of patriotism, even if it isn't my own country. Again it was very real, but this time, the line "But millions of them rejoices;" really sticks out like a sore thumb. The grammar calls for "But millions of them rejoice;" That's the only one that really takes away from it though, all the rest just make it more human, and I really love it :-) |
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