The Filipino Speaks to NICA & the CIA

(In memory of Prof. Jose Ma. Cui)
By Mila D. Aguilar

Killing them one by one,
You think you’re doing humanity a favor.
Not like Indonesia, after all,
A million in one swoop.

Here you’re targeting
The best of a generation: Just getting “commies”
Out of the loop, so that
You can mix your own soup.

Who was it that said
You can’t kill an idea by shooting it
Dead. And yet you just
May succeed, you evil weed.

Preparing for the coming
Of your Wicked One, the antinomy of mine.
Only remember you have but
Three and a half years

To spread your seed
And then your end will come for all time.
Oh, you’ll get your chance
Again, after a thousand

But the reversal will be
Compleat. So accept your defeat, beat a retreat,
Leave my world to me
And Him, who’s my eternity.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007
12:30-1:56 PM

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)