RETURN TO BATAAN
by Luis G. Dato Above Bataan warplanes soar, Relentlessly the cannons roar From smoking cliffs to ships off-shore, A roof of bombs, a ring of flame; Corregidor’s a blur behind, An army there will cover find, Bataan stands, and then…
by Luis G. Dato Above Bataan warplanes soar, Relentlessly the cannons roar From smoking cliffs to ships off-shore, A roof of bombs, a ring of flame; Corregidor’s a blur behind, An army there will cover find, Bataan stands, and then…
by Luis G. Dato “Here fair Columbia, one historic night, Presaging Freedom, claimed a people’s care.” –Fernando Maramag This is America –she came this day To us three score and seven years ago, By accident? design? We cannot say, Perhaps…
