In The Cemetery (November 1 2018) Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

In The Cemetaries Of Dead People(November 12018)

And i am a compilation tales of dead brothers,
A compendium tales ofdead sister, all dead sisters,

A comprised version of a father who lived fifty years ago,
Andpresently, am a father,
All dead fathers and mothers accounted to be remembered today with candles and flowers,

We are a nation of dead people, chronologies of dead uncles, aunts, suicides and accident victims, rape victims,
Police and war victims and nature casualties

Alldead collarterals pawned for a living space, in this national day of remembrance
Today and centuries ago battling this same of plagues, diseases, hunger, and all kinds of natural calamities

Lighting these small candles arranging these small vase of flowers on the ground
Stone shelves and stone cabinets, with trays of foods, altar urns, and incense sticks,

Searching for their missed images,
Left at home, in schools, and history books fading photo albums,
forensic files, archeological bones and forensic files, and the relics,

Their rise and fall
Mistakes and infamous scandals, on the media and computer files,

Theliving descendance for the dead victims of the world and mother Earth.