Ultramodern men diving an ocean, Filled with waters of corruption.
The mighty monsters and rulers,
Has conquered the lands of devoted retainers.
Untamed rivers of young blood flow,
I wonder, when will thy spirituality glow?
Swooping dark shadows of power and law,
Engulfed the beliefs and rituals with its claw.
In the days of yore, the rituals and beliefs,
Was the only relief for grief,
God’s grace always been divine, Try thy best and trust his time.
Forgive me please, he implored,
Giving him peace is my reward. When believe in miracles in life, Blessings will flow in disguise.
Thou shall not hold a grudge,
Suzette Virginia Ansay