A PSALM OF EDSA
Amado L. Picardal
Ring the bells,
strum the guitars,
blow the horns, light the fireworks,
let the dance begin
in the barricades, streets,
camps and homes!
Proclaim to the entire nation,
and to the entire world the good news:
the dictator has finally fled to Hawaii!
This is the moment we have longed for,
the moment of our deliverance!
They who put their trust in their armies
have been put to shame by millions of men, women and children
emboldened by the power of the cross
led by the frail widow of the man
who gave his life on the tarmac.
The instruments of terror
have unwittingly been converted
into forces for freedom,
embraced and protected by the people.
The armalites, tanks and helicopters
were powerless against the risen masses
ready to offer their body and blood
without taking life,
armed with their prayers, tears,
rosary beads, carved images
of the mother and the child,
crosses, flowers and food for the bewildered troops.
Let us praise and thank Yahweh,
the God who is never blind,
deaf or powerless,
the subversive God
who has been with us in our struggle
throughout this archipelago,
who is present at EDSA,
and who will accompany us on our journey
to the land of promise ‑‑ a land flowing
with peace, justice and prosperity.
Let this moment be etched in our hearts
for we have shown to the world
the saving power of God.