Fifty-Seven

This is a tribute to the victims of the Maguindanao Massacre.

There were fifty-seven
Men, women, and children.
No one was spared-
They ambushed even the innocent.

There were fifty-seven,
Fifty-seven people,
Who were attacked by greed-hungry politicians.

Skulls were cracked,
Mercilessly broken-
Their blood vainly overflowed
For another ruthless man's wealth to grow.

Buried in a huge pile of dirt,
Plenty a tear was cried
As fifty-seven corpses were recovered from the earth.

Paid army men
Caused the end of 57;
Sabotaging the bodies and souls
Of these hardworking citizens.

Justice has to be served;
But power and prestige remain unslaughtered,
And also on May 2010,
A few days later,
The murder of fifty-seven
Was merely forgotten.

The case was trashed
By the judge
As these power-wealthy politicians
Paid their way out of blame.
They try to clear their name-
Working corrupt ways of fame;
But in our hearts and minds it would remain.

And this I pray,
That forever they would walk in shame-
Heads bowed,
Hands cuffed,
Tortured and beaten
Like what they paid to do to those fifty-seven.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

This is very sad real story. I research the massacre. We live in a world where human life is less value then wealth and war. This world will not get better till we won't allow the men who hide behind Soldiers and war. Bush's attack Iraq and took down a country without permission from the U.N. Millions had die for oil and wealth. We need to remember these 57 people. This is the first time I heard of this massacre.. You need to insure it is not forgotten. This poem is one step.
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