Foot and Fire

I am not very skilled with Canva but I tried to collate the six poems so you may easily access them. Click this link and use the poems to spread the campaign against corruption. Here is the  CANVA  link to all the poems.

Do not go gentle into that cave of billions, honest people should burn and rave  about “labor is honor” every pay day, and  rage, rage against the dying of the conscience. Good people, pinned against the wall,  know glitters are strong and blinding  for their honest words had forked no lightning,  and yet honorably, they again and again do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Good people, some of them wave by,  crying how the cave’s full of glitters, their frail resistance even rewarded them  with luxury cars with premium umbrellas. rage, rage against the dying of their conscience. Corrupt people, who were caught and now try hard  to declare that their cave is dull and empty, learn, albeit too late, they deserve to grieve  on their way to the pinnacle of shame. Told you:  do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Nepo babies, living like barbie dolls & movie stars, they’re such a blinding sight, shimmering stars...

I enrolled in the online poetry class of Amadeo Mendoza which consists of 6 sessions, and he promoted the maiden collection of his poems called February Rain published by Balangay Publications which can be accessed via Lazada. Let me guess why he had this title aside from the fact that page 5 houses a poem with such a title. The month of February is love while rain stand for tears. The book is filled with his life's poetry and philosophical ruminations on life, love, art, and politics as well as story-telling. Sir Deo promoted his class and book because the proceeds will help him finance his sister who has medical needs.     I had been a member of a poetry group when I was in college and it was a good experience but what I ended up doing is to do my own thing. It appears that I could not finish a poem if I follow what's expected of a good poem or I kept someone editing my work. Well, that became a double-edged sword. It served me well enough to fearles...