Antonia Marina “Tara” Santelices, a political science graduate of the Ateneo de Manila University, is still confined at The Medical City after being shot in the head in a jeepney holdup on Aug. 6, the eve of her 23rd birthday. Inquirer, Oct. 12/08
come rise
with the sun
each day is
a beginning
of the daily
tumult of war
we keep deep
in our soul
as it is,
let the hospital
bed rise too
with the early dawn
newly-born sun
its morning offering
sliver through
your awaiting window
and a new day
breaks through
and delivers
God's blessing
at your door
we keep
the prayer
we keep
the faith
we keep
the wish
that in your sleep
you will find rest
and in your rest
you will keep
the one hope
that lives
and you will
remember
all those who seek
the healing
of their wounds
the penultimate
blessing
for their bodies
now warmed
by the touch
of our absences
we live in a land
with not much
this you know
and you forgive
you will forgive
abundance is
at the bottom
of our hearts
and we grieve
for those
in whose name
we are saved
from the evils
of evenings
like the one
you had
they mark
the coming
of our years
more as we
keep the hope
but the hoping
comes late
at a standstill
some of the time
such as this one
you have got
we do not know
we cannot tell
we run after
the fighting words
that empower us
to deliver us
from disgrace
to redeem us
from this hell
that is us
i am a father,
you see
you could have been
my daughter
as in this tragedy
all fathers
are your fathers
all mothers
are your mothers
all sisters
are your sisters
all brothers
are your brothers
this kinship
is ours in common
like leaving
in all its forms
you leaving us
somewhat
so we pause
for some sacred
seasons
when we need
to pray some more
we read you,
we see you
and the papers tell us
of your mother,
her grief
that of a universe
gone so heavy
a volcano erupts
in her chest
on her shoulders,
narrow and frail
is the weight of days
she watches
over you,
your mother
she watches
the months
go by
and love
is her name
and patience
is her name
the mother
of your joy
and your time
passes by
from afar, in exile,
we send you
blessings
and the words
that heal
finally
A Solver Agcaoili
Hon, HI/Oct 11/08
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