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Magandang Mga Babae

(Beautiful Women)

Filipina women, I cry for you

Beautiful women I cry with you

Women of strength I see and hear you

Amazing women I learn from you

Daybreak without any food

or time to think

All lined up

 ready to work

Moving towards the green valley

still not able to think

 feeling numb, feeling worthless

a failure to my country

a disgrace to myself.

time passes by

seems like centuries as the sun grows

brighter

and the air more humid and hot.

Filipino women, I cry for

you

Women of strength I see and hear you

Amazing women I learn from you

Burning sun

 seering the brown skin of my people

Piercing the hopes

the days gone by

Sweat dripping to the ground

the rich soil of their dreams

falling lower and lower

Dry skin quickly picking green circles

pick & drop

Pick & Drop

into the container so big

Never a time to rest

Never a time to stop

Hear the sorrows and beating hearts echoing

far and wide

Our hands cry out as we touch the bosom of our souls

 Darkness prevails

sweat now so dry

tired hands paralized

faces withered away

skin so dark and wrinkled

skin so dry and chapped

Eyes still hoping

heart still holding on

to faith.

I wrote this for the Filipina women who came to America in the early 1930s to work in farms picking peas all day long. This is only an excerpt of the poem it is much longer than this and I dedicate it for all the Filipina women.

Maria Eleanor Tadina TLHB94B@prodigy.com