To the Pharisees, RE: #Occupy Wall Street

By Mila D. Aguilar

Pharisees.

Your population hangs wretched with widespread unemployment and you claim:

Never in the history of the world has there been a system that alleviates human suffering, such as yours.

Your productivity has been down for decades and you jeer:

Never in the history of the world has there been a system that allows for human creativity, such as yours.

How many nations have you destroyed with your arrogance?

How many peoples have you decimated with your weapons?

How many histories have you mangled with your greed?

“All the believers were one in heart and mind. No one claimed that any of their possessions was their own, but they shared everything they had.” (Acts 4:32)

Never in the history of the world?

And you claim to be Biblical?

How could you ask:

“You assume that the wealthiest 1 percent giving up their wealth would solve the problem. How do you know that to be true?”

You have never heard of the rich young man?

“If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.” (Mt 19.21)

Who do you follow, with Ph.Ds after your names? Is it really Jesus?

Hypocrites.

You are given a narrow path to the lost, and you make a detour.

Who is your god? Is it God, or your country?

Who is your lord? Is it Jesus, or your 1 percent?



- October 30, 2011
10:30-11:16 pm

[Digital Painting by Tala Roque]

In Excelsis Deo

by Mila D. Aguilar

This woman’s playing chess
Without a tear.
After eating up all the pawns
She’s now targeting bishops
From the rear.
No storm, it seems,
Can stay her
Rather deadly,
Definitely
Ungodly career.

Why don’t the people
Arise, you ask.
So many lives wasted,
So much blood left out
In the sun to bask
Like dried meat seeking
Salt to stop the reeking.
Let me tell you one thing,
Dear, it’s not a simple,
Easy task.

You have been asked
To pray.
You have refused
On the excuse
Of forging broader fronts.
There is no way
This front can come together
Of its own accord.
If you’ll but see the greater power
This woman will not stay

Another hour.

October 4, 2006
11:03:59 AM - 12:55:06 PM

George and Macel

On coming home from Geneva to talk to OFWs about creating wealth for the country through entrepreneurship, I am confronted with the murder of people I never knew. One pair of deaths strikes me particularly. Why do I grieve so for this couple? Is it they I cry over, or the country?

George and Macel
By Mila D. Aguilar

George and Macel were lovers
Four children between them.
They rode out into the night
To be shot down in broad daylight.

George and Macel were lovers of country.
They did what they could,
Peacefully. But they were mowed down,
In view of so many.

George and Macel were lovers of freedom.
Young, they never realized that
Martyrdom would be the sum
Of their quest for the Kingdom.

George and Macel were lovers of God.
Born at the end of dictatorship,
How could they see
They would die on the tail of it?

Friend, I never got to know
George and Macel. Were they
On the list you made
Of those to be wiped out?

July 7, 2006
11:05 AM-12:04 PM

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Do not pollute the land where you are. Bloodshed pollutes the land, and atonement cannot be made for the land on which blood has been shed, except by the blood of the one who shed it. (says the Lord in Numbers 35:33)