No Matter

No Matter No matter how politics shift, This soil is mine— where my bones will rest. If registered, this opposition party will plunder lighter than the ones pulling strings. Even at great cost, I won’t hold back: This president should[…]

THE POET’S BELOVED

THE POET’S BELOVED In the realm of verses, a poet true, No office sought, no statesmen he’d woo. His pain etched on paper, a common strife, Freedom’s hands he kissed, embracing life. Beside him stood a woman, a guiding cane,[…]