Filipino Poet, Writer and Educator
by Luis G. Dato For once again we saw them, figured, no requestOf those like us enchanted, their eyes to charm and rest,And those from San Fernando, Ingkoy-Ingkoy danced well,They moved in faultless rhythm, and wove round us a spell.…
by Luis G. Dato We asked on debarkation; ”Where are the fair Indays,For which Visayan Islands to all the land are known?”The few we chanced upon were not hard upon the eyes,But not exactly hour is earth lend-leased from the…
by Luis G. Dato We come from Camarines, Masbate, SorsogonAlbay, Catanduanes, to form the Bikol band,With Mindanao, together with North and South Luzon,To join Eaşt-west Visayas in friendly feasts of brawn,With brothers widely scattered of one fair motherland. In fair…
by: Jose Palma(Translation by Luis G. Dato) Adored Filipinas,Child of the sunny Orient,Whose flame bright and ardent,In thee burns evermore. Oh land beloved,Home of a hero nationNe’er shall invasionDarken they sacred shore. Ever within thy skies and through thy winds,And…
by Luis G. Dato Dear Alma Mater, in whose pleasant hallDeeply we crank of knowledge, heard the callFrom realms of Truth that beckon evermore,And tarried by the founts of wisdom’s lore;Your memories like bells at vespers tollTheir golden benediction to…
by Luis G. Dato O chosen Helmsman of our Ship of State,With powerful hands and soul filled with light,Te steer the Nation to a happier fate,Toward the Victory long-deferred of Right –Today we cheer to see the overthrowOf evil power…
by Luis G. Dato Translated from the Spanish by Mr. Luis G. Dato Hail, Temple Great of Science dear,Where youth forever seeks the lureOf light beyond the years obscureThat saw it first on earth,Thou fountain from the springs whereofIs quenched…
by Luis G. Dato We love my school it stands besideA rippling brook and rice fields wide,Her dapdap flowers, arching treesBestow serene an air of peace. Our school we love, in it we seeA second home that lets us beAnd…
by Luis G. Dato Hail to our chief, the chosen helmsman dearOf this our vessel that will ride the mainOur hope we pin on him our trust to steerWith a strong hand the distant land to gain. To guide on…
by Luis G. Dato IHow blessed the barrio life of ease,Where man is with the world at peace!Those pristine days, those sunny hoursWhen field and tree are gemmed with flowers,Khaki and blue or yellow-hued,To deck each marsh and bank and…
