prayer for roses

Dearest
the Philippines,
I have a confession:
in as much as my thumb aches to
shade the

name of
the president
my bones believe for, my
passport is held in a foreign
country

my wings
clipped, face first, on
a faraway soil. My
tongue, bitten by the bile taste of
regret.

I am
alone here, curled
in anticipation,
choked in worry, even honey
tastes bland.

My nights
are prayers in
the dark. May tomorrow
walk, crowned in roses, no thorns, just
blushing.

05.06.2022
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26 thoughts on “prayer for roses”

  1. A strong, powerful, and urgent plea…I was always mystified, troubled, sad that a nation of such wonderful beautiful, proud people as yours could get hit with such bad governments. I first worked with colleagues from the Philippines in Bahrain, then Saudi Arabia, excellent colleagues, to a man, and woman. I hope things go well.

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  2. this is profoundly moving – the longing for a better future, the yearning from faraway and the hope of roses.
    p.s. I am aware of the election there and was surprised to see the name of Marcos in the running

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  3. This is so heartfelt and resonant too! I can feel your pain and hear your plea. Sadly, I think, most of us in Asia ( south and southeast) are saddled with bad governments.
    I can understand how you feel about not being able to cast your vote. Every vote matters. May the people of the Philippines show sagacity in electing a good person.

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  4. Thank you for sharing this cry from the heart in both poetry and your author’s note below. I hope somehow you will get to vote. We have learned sadly here in the US how people are so gullible and taken in by lies. Good luck to you and to your country. 💙

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  5. This is a beautiful and heart-wrenching post, dear Sister. My heart is constantly on my knees, praying for our messed-up World…too many victims. Much love to you, Leslie💙

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