Our Turn Poem by Marites C. Cayetano

Our Turn



When the old man died
how many are those crying?
how many are those laughing?

When the old man died
are you the ones crying?
are you the ones laughing?

When t he old man died
I cried...

Our turn...
what can we do
...from now on.

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