Written by: Martin Richard Fagans II
Student, Department of Communication and Media Studies
Amos C. Sawyer College of Social Sciences and Humanities, UL
“How good and complete you look,
You are like a gold, very important but non valuable to many,
How I wish you were for all, like written in the book,
Human Right is everywhere, but the poor has penny.
You befriended the rich, and gave them all,
But to the oppressed, you are slim as the last,
Like shadow, you grow tall and fall,
Your presence among the poor seems like the least.
Honestly, you are like the gospel,
Preach by many, but practice by few,
Like the story of Cane and Abel,
The right of the poor is like the morning dew.
Corruption, greed and selfishness had taken your place,
Formality, we preach your existence,
Honestly, you dwell in the palace,
For money and power, you will dance.
Since December 10, 1948, you are like a stranger to the poor,
You are a good seed, but evil won’t give you chance,
They befriended and corrupted you at the door,
All we now see is pretense.
Human Right should be for all,
Put aside discrimination,
Give her a chance to call,
She is justice, not oppression.
This poem is written from a broken heart, full of so much pain…
Spiting out the emotional river that flows with shadow of human rights preach to the poor and crowns on the head of the rich…
An alarm for all to stand for what is right.”
