The night(s) before Christmas

With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore or Henry Livingston

‘Twas some weeks before Christmas, when all through the House

One hundred eighty-eight were astir, except for some louse

Eight articles of impeachment were crafted with care

In hopes that Coronarroyo soon would be out of there.

The Congressmen all geared for the prosecution they’ll lead

While Senators donned a red robe over their head

There’s a big job to come and most citizens pray

That at long last evil will be impeached away.

From GMA’s dogsbodies arose such a clatter

Put-the little-girl-to sleep, they screamed was the matter.

Horne wept, Lambino flew, Topacio bet his balls

Arroyo sued, Corona TRO’d, kowtowing to his Queen’s calls.

It all began when P-Noy called out the truth

Nineteen Corona judgements all from poisoned fruit

Of a debt of gratitude for a midnight appointment

Now his soul and Christmas are devoid of all merriment.

For decades under a dictator and Arroyo’s nine years

Darkness and fear reigned, our country was in tears

The line of good and evil was purposely erased

A nation’s conscience numbed, beating or bribery be the case

 She whistled and shouted and called them by name;

More rapid than rascals, her ilk they all came

Now Alex! Now Bobby! Now Amado! Now Carmen!

On Edsel! On Mitos! On Joker! On Miriam!

Just bash away! Bash away! Bash away all!

Lie, harass, attack until my enemies fall!

It’s payback for all the largesse you’ve received

To hell with Pinoys whom you’ve always deceived

For many many seasons Filipinos bear the brunt

Of plundering leaders, grinding poverty they grant,

The ballots, the bench, the pew were all bought

No haven for solace, no justice could be sought

Every deal and contract, their grimy hands caught in the till

Brought Motherland to her knees, all hopes dead and still.

From the purloined seat of power she will come crashing down

With cunning and defiance, still clinging to her crown

First Family coffers a-chock-full and out-of-sight

Stashed in Syria, Portugal, Brazil, mammon is might

And so the grisly villains are all decked out for war

The nightmares of Christmas that left us a deep scar

Outside and inside, black and shameless

Soon to the people they’ll all have to confess.

Out Mercy! Out Rene! Out GMA! Out Abalos!

Out all who betray and plunder! Out all the a-robos!

The good people have had enough of you.

The tidings foretell that you are all through!

Now Coronarroyo vows he’ll never resign

To the Senator Judges, his fate he consigns

Unmindful of the costs his trial will incur

Or could it be there’s another deal to concur?

Him in black robes, them in red robes

We the citizens wearing only high hopes

One says only ten are likely to convict

If they don’t do their duty, them the people will evict

To Bong Revilla, Lito Lapid, Bongbong Marcos, we pray

To the undecided hear what the people say.

It’s time you choose the good of many over politics

Enough of the grandstanding, enough of rhetoric!

If not for us, you will not be there

Do what is right, live the vow you swear.

We’ve suffered enough through all the corruption

NBN, Philhealth, stealing even the Election

Impunity seeped out through all institutions

Church, Military, Judiciary need transformation!

And just when the yoke grew too heavy to cope

There twinkled from the heavens, a sign of new hope

One honest man that all citizens can follow

At last a leader who believes public trust is hallow.

Little by little the seed of trust is growing back

Bit by bit faith in government no longer lack

As we drew in our breath, and is turning around

In our hearts flowed in hope, optimism is abound

Four more Christmases to go, not very much time

For all the past villains to answer for their crime

With cautious positivity

We greet the Nativity

With a dream that can be realized

Prosperity for all can materialize.

Let’s start with Coronarroyo,

Then move on to Arroyo-Otso

We all know better than to let down our guard

The fiends see the end coming, it’s written in their card.

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-fight.”

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