@lavieestbelle 15 July 2020

The Grievous Land

An aesthetic place but has a grievous land A land so soft, yet in the eyes so dry Land with holes inside at levels so high Created by working people by hand When the sun has not yet touched the grassland, The peaceful morning was broken, but why? Alarming the land is not what we try, But protect the people and their homeland A tragedy that took so many lives, Broke many bones, and broke the people’s hearts Now what can we do to make them feel light? To remove the pain and all those sharp knives? We may not bring back what was torn apart, But we must believe we can win this fight   *This is poem is written for what happened in Naga City, Cebu. The landslide that took lives of many residents of that place early in the morning.*