Yellow. (A Poem for Cory Aquino)

Your death shall not make us
wear black.
We shall wear yellow--
the yellow of our flag's sun,
the yellow of its rays.

In this orphaned land
we shall remember
your yellow dress,
the yellow ribbons,
the L-sign of your lifted hands.

Our hearts mourn
for your passing away.
Our lips continue to give thanks
and pray.

On earth
you have given us freedom.
And so, ascend to the heavens
and soon send us a rainbow.
You are Mother, Icon, Saint.
God has made for you and for us
another shade of yellow.



---dantot.