Amidst the Rubble

Oh my darling Philippines!

In Celestial spheres you appeared like splattered beans

You are my Pearl among the Orient Seas,

Filipinos are known for its package of bliss.

We’ve perceived a lot of infestations in living,

We strive, we multiply, and still pursuing.

But on this month of October, where all are charming,

A great quake attacks us, made without warning.

Described as a silent criminal

Increasing death tolls are still on arrival,

Churches, roads, and varied infrastructure,

Seemed to be worthless, danger prone, and have been torture.

A month after the killer quake, Yolanda falls,

Samar and Leyte yearns for refuge and calls,

Turned our cities into havocs of shreds

Many suffered, and our constituents dead.

Amidst the rubble, we will not fall in despair.

Gain more faith; devote everything to God for that we should bear,

Unblame Him, for there is a perfect reason,

For these outrageous devastation.

We’ve commit crimes, kill, and steal.

Have forsaken it was real.

Folks said, “It’s your punishment!”

Considering us with the absence of spiritual improvement.

Iv'e been inspired to write this poem in order to let you send a feedback what we feel and what are the circumstances that we've been through. With the help and guidance of our Almighty Creator, we, Filipinos managed to stand tall and firm amidst the devastations of Supertyphhon Yolanda (Haiyan) and the 7.2 magnitude quake. To all the foreign distributors who eagerly lend thier hands to help us, we thank you very much. 

THANKS! :)