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Jan 2020
They stopped,
from what they were busy with
and rushed to where they knew
they could be of sevice..to rescue,
lead to safer grounds, those driven out
of their homes, their lands...those who've
gone thirsty, gone hungry....gone cold

some quickly sent food and other goods
some brought their physical presence,
didn't care about their own safety...volunteered,
and joined those who trod on the mud
amidst widespread ashfall, imminent
tremors and ensuing eruptions.

it was selflessness at its peak...
.....some have died while helping,
some are still there....serving
..........alleviating suffering

they got no wings, no superpowers
no red or blue capes, no web-spewing wrists,
they're God-sent angels, armed with love and
concern...understanding for human suffering

i call them......H E R O E S...


Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
January 16, 2020
Sally A Bayan
Written by
Sally A Bayan  F/Manila, Philippines
(F/Manila, Philippines)   
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