Spade My hands I used
Great were those moments when we were togetherplaying sandcastles in the beach
while the waves of water heavily splashing
the fortress of the edifices we built.
As a spade our hands we used
rebuilding the fortress we erected.
Guarding from water splashing waves attack,
The east air crushed the towers of the sky.
Arches one by one fell, as though blown by a storm.
As a spade our hands we used
rebuilding the fortress we erected.
Clouds of darkness came near
sprinkling its bulging burden of nature.
exploded in haziness, turrets of the sky
obfuscated the scenic view.
As a spade our hands we used
rebuilding the fortress we erected.
In my surprised you gripped your fist tightly
and hammered with great force the fortress we protected.
The foundation shook and cracked
damaging the epitome of our dreams
As a spade my hands I used
rebuilding the fortress we erected.
Fierce like a tiger, hungry like a wolf
you left me fresh scratches.
You turned me upside down
and left me in despair for immortality to be swallowed.
As a spade my soul I used
rebuilding the fortress we erected.
Poetry by Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
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Written on 2007-09-25 at 11:38
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