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Enero Diez y Siete, Dos mil Kinse
Kahit may bagyo, tumuloy sa Leyte
Unang tinungo lungsod ng Tacloban
Muling nilipad skull cap pagbukas ng pintuan
Talagang maulan at mahangin
Subalit milyong tao sumalubong parin
Kanyang idinaos Banal na Misa
Kasama ang mga biktima ni Yolanda
Huling tinungo ang pook ng Palo
Nananghalian sa tuluyan ng Arsobispo
Doon din nakasalo mga nasalanta ng Yolanda
Mas malapitang nakisalamuha sa kanya
Mga pinaslang ni Yolly puntod binasbasan
Iba pang kaawa-awa hinandugan ng tirahan
Suot ang dilaw na kapote
Biniyayaang material at ispiritwal ang Leyte.

-01/18/2015
(Dumarao)
*Pope Francis Fever Collection
My Poem No. 318
Fruits of labor come in hand
With vast treasures across the land
It commence in a story
Full of joy work hand in hand

Expressive entities such as this
Has its extreme in a daily basis
Three letter word full of bliss
In a wood struck full of hiss

J - jolly nature to start with
O- ocular view to be with
Y - yolly feature to end with
Just to occupy the space beneath it

Joy begins within us
Not expecting it too fast
Its a gaining progress that reveals
Our true nature that already heals

Share the joy not only to thee
To make thyself worthy
Its unexplainably easy
To make thyself breezy

— The End —