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Type of poetry: Narrative.

The persona of the poem narrates his thoughts and feelings about the memories of the past, present situation of their place and his sentiment towards Pedro/Pete through writing a letter. Moreover, he also reveals some criticisms and unpleasant dealings of the people during the contemporary Philippine society. Pattern of the stanza: Free verse. The poem is written without using strict meter or rhyme, but it still is recognizable as poetry by virtue of complex patterns of one sort or another that readers will perceive to be part of a coherent whole Analysis of the poem by stanza: 1st stanza. The poet started with a salutation which clearly emphasizes that the persona of the poem poses a strong bond of friendship between him and Pedro/Pete. Although the 2nd and 3rd lines seem to contradict the dominant situations in the poem which assert about changes in physical environment of the place and behavior of the people, the poet tries to stress that the things and places memorable to them are still capable of bringing back those memories amidst all changes done. 2nd stanza. The poet represents the farmers as the poor people who, in spite of their agony in their laborious work, still receive a few pesos as their salary of their struggle. However, the poet also imparts their vices such as going into cockpit and drinking alcoholic beverages, which still are true even today. 3rd to 5th stanza. The poet divulges the lifestyle and living of politicians. The third stanza entails that in every project they made; they make it to point that their efforts must be recognized such as naming those projects after them. They are unaware that the money used for their so called projects are from the people. The 4th and 5th stanza tells us that politicians own huge and luxurious properties which imply corruption. 6rd to 8th stanza. The poet reveals that the people become less religious and is evident in Sunday masses where only few attend. And worse, some of those who attend are just talking to each other and sleeping, and letting their children play. 9th to 11th stanza. The poet stresses the dynamic character of people. Some become materialistic which is influenced by their love of money. Some feel that having much money is making them to have a happy existence which is likely to be a false maxim. True, money is not the root of evil but it’s the love of money that makes people drown in worldly matters.

Submitted by: Earmark C. Logronio Meynardo Lumayno

Letter to Pedro, U.S. Citizen, Also Called Pete Rene Estrella Amper

Pete, old friend, there isn’t really much change in our hometown since you left. This morning I couldn’t find anymore the grave of Simeona, the cat we buried at the foot of Miguel’s mango tree, when we were in grade four, after she was hit by a truck while crossing the street. The bulldozer has messed it up while making the feeder road into the mountains to reach the hearts of the farmers. The farmers come down every Sunday to sell their agony and their sweat for a few pesos, lose in the cockpit or get drunk on the way home. *(metonymy) A steel bridge named after the congressman’s wife now spans the gray river where Tasyo, the old goat, had split the skin of our young lizards to make us a man many years ago. The long blue hills where we used to shoot birds with slingshot or spend the summer afternoons we loved so much doing nothing in the tall grass have been bought by the mayor’s son. Now there’s a barbed wire fence about them; the birds have gone away. The mayor owns a big sugar plantation, three new cars, and a mansion with the gate overhung

with sampaguita. Inside the gate are guys who carry a rifle and a pistol. We still go to Konga’s store for rice and sardines and sugar and nails for the coffin. Still only a handful go to Mass on Sundays. In the church the men talk, sleep; the children play. The priest is sad. Last night the storm came and blew away the cornflowers. The cornfields are full of cries. *(Personification) Your cousin, Julia, has just become a whore. She liked good clothes, good food, big money. That’s why she became a whore. Now our hometown has seven whores. Pete, old friend, every time we have good reason to get drunk and be carried home in a wheelbarrow we always remember you. Oh, we miss both Pete and Pedro. Remember us to your American wife, you lucky bastard. Islaw, your cock-eyed uncle, now calls himself Stanley after he began wearing the clothes you sent him last Christmas. P.S. Tasyo, the old goat, Sends your lizard his warmest congratulations.*(euphemism)

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