I am now publishing for all their worth previous drafts that have been sitting in the back burner. This quatrain was written 10/05/04... already 5 years ago. I couldn't imagine how fast time flies and yet how insignificant all our mortal exercises of building sandcastles truly are. Rio Diaz Cojuangco was a cancer patient who used her last remaining energies for the good of mankind, but just like all things impermanent, only a few ever celebrate her golden deeds today. She is now but an epitaph writ in stone, an empty reminder that even for all of our noblest intentions, life remains like the ebb and flow of the afternoon tide.
Requiem for Rio
by: Julsitos
Your heart of white and gold and jade
Face golden, its radiance true,
Your people breath beneath your shade
from gilded cages built by you.
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