The Patriot's Sonnet V
O how gloriously sweet to sleep on Motherland’s chest
While the lively flag waves for love and unity at high
Where peace and hope are rising like sun in far East
And citizens, for the nation, they would gladly die,
Yet the countrymen still at confuse and ask: Why?
Why there live such persons who greed for power?
Then why there exist public servants who abuse?
Why there reigns corruption and great poverty?
Then why elect some if there’s nothing to choose?
Why war never ends from all the wrong impression?
And why tears of blood are the price for reformation?
O how gloriously sweet to wake up on Motherland’s chest
While the dying country breaks the chains of passivity
And where poverty is setting like a sun in far West.
poem by Raymond Cabrera
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