In retrospect My Dear,
  There are better things
  Than money or riches.

There is courage under fire with grace,
  Why, eleven soldiers got Silver Stars in a danger place...
  Their duty forseen and sacrifice done.

Or the heart of a nation in a crises
   The souls of men crying for peace
   To a wife and mother
   Who gave life or took one?

Then there is truth
   In the eyes of the beholder---youth
What chance gives this season?
   During financial times with no reasons

Flushed and frustrated we go,
  Not since 1932
  Has things been so slow...

Oh, how I long to look forward
   To a better day
Without looking in the rearview mirror
  As I step on the gas
There is still a better past

The sweet doubt does not last
  Just mere golden dreams in the mirror...

Copyright © 2008 Myles Saulibio