"RED REVOLUTION - REVOLUTIONARY SUNDAY" - 1



 
EVERY SUNDAY I DECIDED TO CONTRIBUTE A PAGE ON FAMOUS REVOLUTIONISTS AND REBELS AND THOSE MOMENTS WHICH CHANGED AND INSPIRED    MILLIONS AND THEREBY CHANGED HISTORY.







Today inspired by a speech i contribute this page to "Jose Rizal", a martyr of Philippines revolution. 


Jose Rizal is an doctor - an ophthalmologist, a writer, a poet, a patriot and a Laurette, he laid down his life finally for his country. remember then Philippines was a colony of spain.


This is his last poem "Mi último adiós" - the last goodbye, WRITTEN ON THE DAY BEFORE HIS EXECUTION, YEARS AFTER IT INSPIRED MANY AND IT LEAD TO THE LIBERATION OF PHILIPPINES.


This particular 14 stanzas was originally written in Spanish. it has been transferred into 38 native Phillipa languages and nearly 40 other world languages. 


It still continues to inspire millions.


He writes this the day before his execution hid it in his room in a chimney lamp. the next day he rises proudly and hails " IT IS FINISHED" BEFORE BEING EXECUTED.


THIS LAST POEM " THE LAST GOODBYE" - IS CALLED AS A "SWAN SONG"
(The phrase "swan song" is a reference to an ancient belief that the Mute Swan (Cygnus olor) is completely silent during its lifetime until the moment just before death, when it sings one beautiful song.)




HERE ARE THE VERSES - ENJOY READING AND GET INSPIRED. 




Jose Rizal

Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed,
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my Life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.

On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress laurel, lily white,
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by home and Country.

I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your matutinal glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light!

My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, gem of the sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.

My life's fancy, my ardent, passionate desire,
Hail! Cries out the soul to you, that will soon part from thee;
Hail! How sweet 'tis to fall that fullness you may acquire;
To die to give you life, 'neath your skies to expire,
And in your mystic land to sleep through eternity!

If over my tomb some day, you would see blow,     -- beautiful
A simple humble flow'r amidst thick grasses,
Bring it up to your lips and kiss my soul so,
And under the cold tomb, I may feel on my brow,
Warmth of your breath, a whiff of your tenderness.

Let the moon with soft, gentle light me descry,
Let the dawn send forth its fleeting, brilliant light,
In murmurs grave allow the wind to sigh,
And should a bird descend on my cross and alight,
Let the bird intone a song of peace o'er my site.

Let the burning sun the raindrops vaporize
And with my clamor behind return pure to the sky;
Let a friend shed tears over my early demise;
And on quiet afternoons when one prays for me on high,
Pray too, oh, my Motherland, that in God may rest I.

Pray thee for all the hapless who have died,
For all those who unequalled torments have undergone;
For our poor mothers who in bitterness have cried;
For orphans, widows and captives to tortures were shied,
And pray too that you may see your own redemption.

And when the dark night wraps the cemet'ry
And only the dead to vigil there are left alone,
Don't disturb their repose, don't disturb the mystery:
If you hear the sounds of cittern or psaltery,
It is I, dear Country, who, a song t'you intone.

And when my grave by all is no more remembered,
With neither cross nor stone to mark its place,
Let it be plowed by man, with spade let it be scattered
And my ashes ere to nothingness are restored,
Let them turn to dust to cover your earthly space.

Then it doesn't matter that you should forget me:
Your atmosphere, your skies, your vales I'll sweep;
Vibrant and clear note to your ears I shall be:
Aroma, light, hues, murmur, song, moanings deep,
Constantly repeating the essence of the faith I keep.

My idolized Country, for whom I most gravely pine,
Dear Philippines, to my last goodbye, oh, harken
There I leave all: my parents, loves of mine,
I'll go where there are no slaves, tyrants or hangmen
Where faith does not kill and where God alone does reign.

Farewell, parents, brothers, beloved by me,
Friends of my childhood, in the home distressed;
Give thanks that now I rest from the wearisome day;
Farewell, sweet stranger, my friend, who brightened my way;
Farewell, to all I love. To die is to rest. 
 


BEAUTIFUL AREN'T THEY ??????????????


HERE I DEDICATE THESE FEW LINES IN MEMORY OF HIM.

" To live and Die is a thing to do"
" To Die and then live is a glory to achieve"  

"To speak on life and rest in peace is petty souls stake.
To  act on life and let them speak for years after you rest is what great souls do!!"

"long you live and your words
long you live and your thoughts.
May long it live to inspire humanity around"


cheers to you "Jose rizal"......................... 

more about him available on internet surf and read
picture courtesy - Wikipedia and web
 

Comments

  1. That was one of the best verses i have ever read!! kept reading it so many times again, loved it. Wonder if anyone can love his country more than jose rizal! Thanks for telling us about this great person and your tribute was befittng him.

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  2. Ya true that's some of the best verses . . no wonder its inspiring people around . . there are some interesting facts on it like it was read to the American council which made them think about agreeing Philippines as a free nation . . . amazing words even i was reading it repeatedly

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  3. We have heard of so many leaders, who have fought for freedom of their country...Never I have heard of this Philippines hero and good to have read this poem!!!

    I liked these words very much from ur work:
    "To live and Die is a thing to do"
    "To Die and then live is a glory to achieve"

    People should be true to their self and their nation and be happy about the free nation they are living in!!!
    Hope everyone recognizes their responsibilities and act accordingly!!!

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  4. thanks na ......

    we all shall die and live in glory .....cheers

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