Duterte’s dead
are squirming with worms
that take the place
of forensic investigators.
They seek the shortest
and most efficient way
of exposing bone.
To those unacquainted
with the language
of final repose,
the worms render
each body
nearly identical.
Duterte’s dead
have lost the need
for food and water,
for the rare solace
of undisturbed moments
at the toilet.
Hope leaves no trace
in their hollowed skulls.
Only the living carry
that weight as they navigate
the mute streets, the dark
alleys, the witnesses
to the carnage.
Is there really
no memory in heaven?
-o-
The world seems to be on a tailspin – so-called leaders are intent on taking entire countries into variations of hell on earth. In my country of birth, it has been reported that over 8,000 people have been killed under the reign of President Rodrigo Duterte. Among the victims are children, innocent bystanders, and relatives who could not point to the whereabouts of a supposed target.
I entered this poem in the current Goodreads.com poetry competition. I don’t know if the good judges will choose it as a finalist, but I just wanted to put it out for as many readers as possible.
In the Philippines, there is a practice of not wiping the tears that fall on the coffin. It is also believed that if one places a young chick on the glass of the coffin with some seeds to peck at, those responsible for the death will never find peace.
The photo is credited to Erik de Castro, image found on Yahoo News.
March 27th, 2017 at 13:30
Right on, Jim! There should be a poem, too, re those chicks on the coffin’s glass.
March 27th, 2017 at 13:32
Thanks, sir Jimmy! Yes, another poem is needed.
March 27th, 2017 at 16:23
Devastating and beautiful, Jim. Thank you.
March 27th, 2017 at 16:28
Thank you, Sarah. One wishes such poems need not be written at all.
March 28th, 2017 at 14:36
Haunting, Jim. Powerful stuff, my friend. Sad and horrible and captured so keenly.
March 28th, 2017 at 15:37
Thank you, Ryan. And today is Duterte’s birthday.
March 30th, 2017 at 11:58
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April 15th, 2017 at 01:23
Sir,
Thank you for writing this poem.
It has inspired me to write other Duterte-themed poems of my own.
April 15th, 2017 at 01:39
Rick, thank you. Sana hindi kailangang isulat ang ukol sa trahedyang lumalaganap sa ating bayan.