The Oblation

These are my last words, obituary

Now I will lay down in peace

Flickering shadows dance on the wall

On the eve of the end we stand small

At the fields of the battle

they paid with their lives

Cypress will grow, sun will rise

On the verge to oblivion

at the end of my pain

These words of mine shall remain

(In fields of battle, deliriously fighting

Others give you their lives, without doubt, without regret

Where there's cypress larvel or lily

On a plank or open field, in combat or cruel martyrdom

If the home or country asks, It's all the same

-It matters not.

Jose Rizal 1861-1896)

Save all your prayers

don't waste no tears over me

I will go on, living in your memory

In the sore when you bleed

in the air that you breathe

In the rain from the sky, I will defy

I will live on, I will forever be free

These words of mine

will travel through our history

Pass the moon and the sun

Until justice is done

Tell the truth from the lies, I will arise

In the absence of light

when the voices are silent

In the end who will know who can tell?

When tomorrow is dawning

And the daylight appears

I will bring you my last farewell