Reminiscing The Almost Forgotten

Truly where change spent time over

The capricious of hearts and minds hover,

Whilst didst they know past as tho relevant,

As a molding clay, we art shaped vacant,

Where ye hast expunged yore of sweat;

Those predecessors fought to fortune, bet.

Let's reminisce the almost forgotten!

Thwart that brisk walk to docile haven,

Be this piece bleed in gold for the hearts

Wherefore bypassed those historical parts.

Dost start with hundred years heretofore,

And taste the bitter-sweet reality before.

Then behold and heed as thou canst stand,

Sturdy carabaos were the father of this land,

Adhere to the birds' once invasion of the sky

As winds their friend neither we did try,

Hence, horses galloped at daylight in streets

Of Vigan so sweet, perilous strike it greets.

But we have spite of brave souls in graves!

For their blood into seas of tyrants paves.

Enough with unseeing how'd we all saved;

That red as wine-stained blades of braved,

And why dost youngster held no brights

Of the time being occupied by Whites?

Let's reminisce the almost forgotten!

Toss imaginings below like fruits rotten,

Swam to pages memory of tearful past,

Take off evil duce blocking the haste,

Brave souls in the grave aren't dead,

Ponder this child of Rizal in thy head.