
ME, AS A GIFT
(by: Agcel E. Estive)
I, Agcel, a gift from God
I come wrapped so differently
sometimes loosely,sometimes so tightly.
What a wonderful gift from God!
I, Agcel, a gift for our land,
a child grown old in tears
an old man laughing through perpetual infancy
a bastard child of a thousand dreams,
masquerading and dancing.
the youth of our land.
I, Agcel, a gift for others
I am ready to serve my countrymen
I will serve the nation of our
fathers forever and lights the candles in the wind.