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Mr. Renatio Alzadon

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June, 2014 by UPLI Admin

Mr. Renato B. Alzadon is a Kapampangan Poet. He is known as a defender and an advocate for the existence of his native language, Kapampangan. He writes tirelessly in his native tongue. His writings were published in two books, the “Kasaapunggul a Sampaga Volume I and Volume II (Bunch of Flowers Volume I and II).

As a poet, he had reciived numerous awards. Lira Bambanense recognized him as Prince of Poetry, Akadamyang Kapampangan as Poet Laureate, Akademya ning Amanung Sisuan and Holy Angel University and Poets Laureate International as Poet laureate, and The Provincial Government Of Pampanga and the College Of Poets laureate as Ari Ning Parnaso or King of Kapampangan literature.

At present, Alzadon regularly post his writing in Parnasong Kapampangan, a kapampangan website on the internet as well as in Punto, a widely read magazine in Central Luzon, Philippines.

Mr. Alzadon is married to Ms. Jeanette Nabora Capon, and is currently residing at Baltimore Maryland, with his two children, Patrick and Justin.


Autumn Beauty


Come, sit next to me oh’ my love

In this rusty bench made of steel,

Let us watch the falling leaves of Autumn

How beautiful— and yet, so real!



Others may say, it won’t be long

No more leaves to see…lt’s Winter,

Others may say —just like a song

Summer is gone! We miss Summer !



I say think not of Winter cold

Nor grieve for bygone Summer day

Let the beauty of Fall unfold

Enjoy the beauty of today.


Travelers



I’m just a Lonely passer by

to this planet that they call earth

grateful for lovely lullaby

of a mother who gave me birth.



I grew up searching for meaning

of this something that they call life—

Life of defeat! Life of winning!

Regardless to the pain and strife?



There is a war going on in street

fighting in land, in sea, in air…!

where there is war there is defeat

where there’s defeat there is despair.



There is no peace for the no name

caught in the webs of cruelty

There is no pride for those in shame

grieving for lost of dignity.



Why can’t we live in harmony?

Why can’t we live a life sublime?

After all, brothers all are we,

mere travelers in space and time…!


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