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Today We Deaden the Fascist
Alarm Bells
A Tribute to Kemberley "Kimay" Jul Luna
League of Filipino Students
Today the enemies of the people are sounding their fascist alarm – the
death of our comrade is the first logical step towards the impending
demise of the national democratic revolution.
But the revolution has persevered and remained resilient despite the
rotten dictatorship’s attacks. In fact it has spread to different parts of
the country from a small group of youth, workers, peasants and women
revolutionaries since its historic re-establishment.
The revolution is now capable of launching different kinds of
revolutionary attacks against the defenders of the semi-feudal,
semi-colonial system, from protest movements in urban centers to
revolutionary warfare in the countryside by the people’s army under the
absolute leadership of the vanguard party.
It has also been able to implement its national democratic program in
areas where it wields political power. These programs include the
decreasing of usurious transactions against poor peasants, even to the
extent of outright confiscation and redistribution of vast tracts of lands
to the landless of our people.
In the next five years, the revolution is setting its sights towards
inching closer to absolute victory by advancing the phase of revolutionary
struggle towards that of a strategic stalemate, in which the revolutionary
forces shall now be able to confront fully the military firepower of
reactionary forces not only in the countryside but in the urban centers as
well.
The protracted revolution is right on its track, and no amount of
falsehoods nor fascist attacks by protectors of the rotten system can
reverse the historic inevitability of the people’s ultimate triumph.
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It is this revolution
that Kimay fully embraced, and she shall be honored alongside all our
heroes and martyrs, all of whom fully understood their historic role in
the liberation our people not only from the ravages of imperialism but
also towards the establishment of a society and world where the oppression
and exploitation of humans by humans shall be ended.
Kimay waged revolution
at its highest, finest form – as a revolutionary guerilla in the embrace
of landless peasants and exploited people. As with all guerilla fronts,
she had been staunchly resisting and defending our people from fascist
advances in protecting foreign and landed interests in the heartlands of
Mindanao. It is in this defense that she had been felled by fascist
bullets.
The fascists are now parading Kimay as a dire warning to all youth and
students from embracing the
path of armed revolution, even legal militant struggle through mass
organizations such as ours.
But the story of our revolution is replete with instances where we have
never been shackled by the threat of terror nor death, because we know
with utmost conviction the justness of our cause and the inevitable
historical result of our struggle.
The fascists have been mistaken all along. The death of a comrade is not
the first step towards the demise of the national democratic revolution.
In truth, history has shown the reverse – it hastens the demise of a
rotting ruling system by inspiring more men and women to embrace the
revolutionary cause.
Today a grateful student movement and people shall deaden the alarm bells
of fascist hordes by honoring you, Kemberley "Kimay" Jul Luna, for
advancing the national democratic revolution in its highest form.
As you yourself have followed the revolutionary tradition of Edgar Jopson,
Emmanuel Lacaba, Lorena Barros, student leaders and revolutionaries all –
we are certain that thousands more shall stand in line to continue your
work and deliver the final death blow to the enemies of our long oppressed
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She
brought the cry of the youth and student sector in classroom and group
discussions and out to the streets in picket rallies where she acted as
STAND-IIT_s official spokesperson |
Unless we take steps to address the root problems of our society, more and
more young people will follow Kemberly’s footsteps in the days to come
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She
traded her comfortable life of night parties and hangovers for the cold,
harsh and mosquito-ridden mountains of Bukidnon because she knew that she
is in the right path |
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Selfless Blood
by Charles Raiñer Marquez
“The blood spilled of a
martyred hero will only lead to the sprouting of more freedom fighters.”
It was in the second half of 2008 when I first met Kem. It was a day when
I decided to visit the Bagong Alyansang Makabayan headquarters in Iligan
City to meet fellow activists after a long slumber from any activist work.
It was Kem who opened a gate and I clearly remember that she was hesitant
to let me in for she never knew who I was at that time. I just put up a
smile with her gesture because I knew it was just a normal reaction for
any person much more for an activist whose life will always be threatened
by state forces, to be on guard on people whom they don’t know.
Nevertheless, I continued to introduce myself, and I guess it helped her
deciding to let me in when she saw Rei, my girlfriend, with me. Rei and
Kem had time together since they both belong to ABEO, a student
organization of AB English students.
As days gone by, I learned that she was the adhoc chairperson of STAND-IIT,
the political party which I proudly became one of the founding members way
back in late 1998. Students’ Alliance for the Advancement of the
Democratic Rights and Welfare was founded way back then to genuinely
address the clamours and struggles of the students in MSU-IIT when KASAMA
had been plagued with young traditional politicians. It was created to
arouse, organize, and mobilize the broadest number of, not only MSU-IIT
students, but also the oppressed masses in the region. STAND-IIT was
created in line with the very basic principles why KASAMA had been
established by League of Filipino Students’ members during the 1980s, and
to make the story short, STAND-IIT won the KASAMA elections overwhelmingly
in 2000. Unfortunately, in 2003 due to some organizational predicaments
and powerful maneuvering of the reactionary forces within MSU-IIT, STAND-IIT
wasn’t able to participate in the KASAMA elections. For several years,
alumni and activists tried to gain back KASAMA for it has been clearly
became the breeding ground of traditional politicians who tried to make
KASAMA as a springboard for their selfish interests to become mainstream
politicians.
Kem was one of the brave souls who took the difficult task in continuing
to rebuild STAND-IIT, and she took it during the time where alumni
assistance was virtually absent. It was the time where Kem worked against
all resistance and ridicule from all fronts, especially the
petty-bourgeois population in the campus. Kem, together with other
activists, were constantly ridiculed and criticized for the principles and
the struggle they embraced. Yet Kem was steadfast in patiently arousing
students on the things to be done to address the basic problems in the
Philippine society, and slowly but surely, she was able to keep STAND-IIT
grow.
Seeing Kem’s dedication, it made me already realize that she will
eventually move to higher level of service to people. As the year 2009
came, seldom had I seen her around, and there was a time when she said
that she’ll go home and will not enrol anymore. I knew from that very
moment, that she was in the path of becoming a freedom fighter – an NPA. I
just smiled, and at that moment, I was very proud of her.
I knew from that very moment that she will be part among the league of
selfless heroes who are shaping a better future. A just and better future
where education will be afforded to even among the poorest of the poor,
that workers will receive just compensation, that women will be given the
opportunities they deserve, that peasants will own lands which they can
freely toil, and a peaceful and truly independent sovereignty without the
dictate of the imperialists.
It is quite sad though that she wasn’t able to live through more victories
in the New Democratic Revolution that we are fighting for, yet Kem’s
sacrifice will always be a great contribution in the triumph for breaking
the chains by the present slavery of imperialism.
The enemy will be using Kem’s death a stern warning to all youth and
students who will be embracing and waging war against oppression and
injustices, yet little the fascists have known that the blood of Kem they
spilled will only enrage more people and bigger waves of offensives will
thwart the very social order of fascism they protect will be forthcoming.
More youth will realize that it is the path which Kem’s had chosen is the
right and only way to change and correct the society’s ill that plague us.
The enemy just made a great mistake.
Kem will always be in the ranks of selfless martyred revolutionaries Edgar
Jopson, Emmanuel Lacaba, Lorena Barros, and no less than the KASAMA’s
founder, Marcel Roxas. Kem’s life will never go into waste, for she sowed
genuine compassion and selflessness by sacrificing no less than her life
in making the society a better place to live in - for us, for our
children, for our grandchildren, and for the next generations to come.
Our highest clenched-fist and RED SALUTE to our COMRADE KEM!
LONG LIVE THE NEW NATIONAL DEMOCRATIC REVOLUTION!!
Dr. Charles Raiñer C. Marquez
Former KASAMA Vice President for External Affairs, 1998-1999
Founding Member, STAND-IIT
Former Member, League of Filipino Students 1998-2000
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anti-All Out War campaign and various other campaigns, including the
campaign against US intervention in the country and militarization of
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She
exemplified a typical _iskolar ng bayan,_ who did not waste the people;s
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Poems in memory
of Kemberly
"Kimay"
Jul Luna
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PAGSIKAT NG GABI
by Jeps
Lulubog ang araw…
Kasabay ng paghinto ng tibok ng puso
Ngunit ito’y sisikat…
Kasabay ng di-mapigilang pagsulong ng sambayanan
Susubukan ng mga kaaway na ipanatili ang gabi…
Ngunit ang dilim na taglay nito
magbibigay pa ng liwanag sa mahihimbing ang tulog
Ang mga nakakatakot nilang mga ngiti
Sa tuwing isa sa atin ay mamamaalam
Kapalit nito ay libu-libong mandirigma
Dala ang lakas ng taumbayan
at kung ang tagumpay
ay matatagpuan sa pagharap sa sukdulang kahirapan at kamatayan…
bawat isa sa amin ay handa
papatunayan ito ng panahon!!!
MABUHAY KA KA KIMAY!!!
ISULONG ANG PAMBANSA-DEMOKRATIKONG PAKIKIBAKA!
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WALANG IBANG TAMANG LANDAS
by Pia Montalban
Nang mailathala ang kwento
ng iyong kabayanihan. Di malirip na
kilabot ang naglakbay sa aking kalamnan.
Naghatid ito ng dagitab
sa puso kong nananamlay.
Naghatid ng panibagong lagablab
sa ningas kong aandap andap.
Gusto kong maiyak. Nangalit
ang aking ngipin sa dalit.
Napakuyom ang mga kamao, naitaas
ng marahan, na hindi namamalayan.
Awtomatiko ang tugon. May kung
anong lubid ang sa iyo at sa akin
ay nagdudugtong.
Ngunit pang-ilan ka na ba?
Hindi ka nagiisa, at hindi ikaw ang una,
ngunit tiyak hinding-hindi ding magiging huli--
hanggat ang lipunang ito'y nahahati sa uri.
Hanggat ang tunggalian ay di pa napapawi. Hanggat
may buhay na inuutang, may dugong ibinubuwis,
mananatili--
Ang mga kabataang, iskolar
na nagaaral ng lipunan sa kagustuhang
baguhin ito. Ang mga kabataang,
hindi kinayang bumili ng inilalakong
edukasyon, kaya lumabas ng apat na sulok
ng silid aralan. At pinagtapos
ng pambansa demokratikong paaralan.
Ang mga babaeng, ang alindog at ganda'y
hindi kahinaan. Pagka't may katapangan
sa pagtangan, ng landas na huhubog
sa pangarap na lipunan. Ang mga babaeng,
hindi nagpadikta sa lipunang nagtatakda
na ang kusina't bahay ang tangi nilang kaya,
bagkus nagtangan ng armas, para sa masa.
Ang mga magsasaka, manggagawa,
at iba pa. Ay haharap sa kanilang natatanging
misyong mapagpalaya. Ang buong mamamayan,
ang masang api at pinagsasamantalahan.
Titindig, babalikwas. Pagkat sa lipunang
ang karapatan ay iginigiit at hindi iginagawad,
walang ibang tamang landas.
Kundi ang tumungo sa kabundukan,
at pabahain ang lansangan.
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Isang iskolar ng Bayan, kabataan at babae,
si Kemberly Jul Luna, ay namatay na tangan tangan
ang pambansa at demokratikong pakikibaka.
Ang kanyang buhay, at kamatayan, ay mananatiling
inspirasyon at gasolinang magpapaandar
sa pagpapatuloy ng paglalakbay at pakikibaka
tungo sa isang lipunan na wala nang pagsasamantala
ng tao sa tao.
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KIMAY
Richard Ducat ng LFS - UM
Chapter
Isang mandirigma ang nawala
Isang Kasama ang pumanaw
Isang kaibigan ang lumisan
Isang anak ang namatay
Ngunit isa syang tunay na mandirigma
Isang mandirigma na handang maglingkod
Isang mandirigma na handang lumaban
Isang mandirigma na handang ialay ang buhay
PARA SA MASA, PARA SA BAYAN...
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"DAHIL MAHAL KO ANG AKING BAYAN”
(Alay kay Kemberly Jul Luna at sa mga Martir ng Bayan)
Ni John Torres
Mahal ko ang bayan kaya ako ay nag-aarmas,
Ideyolohiya ang gabay sa tinatahak na landas,
Punglo’y kalasag sa gobyernong nandadahas,
Dudurugin ang sistemang kanlungan ng ahas.
Dugo ay ipipinta sa mga pahina ng kasaysayan,
Sariling buhay ay i-aalay sa altar ng himagsikan,
Sa mapang-api’y iwawasiwas karit ni kamatayan,
Nagngingitngit na bulka’y bubuga ng Kalayaan!
Pag-ibig ang nag-udyok sa pagyakap sa banahaw,
Masa ang inspirasyon kaya braso ay humahataw,
Didiligin ng dugo ang lupang sa hustisya ay uhaw,
Rebolusyon ang sasalba sa lipunang nakalupasay.
Hinurno ng pag-ibig ang puso ng mga mandirigma,
Bundok ay aakyatin para sa sambayanang sinisinta,
Langit ay abot kamay sa piling ng masang umaalsa,
Sinapupunan ng digma’y luluwal ganap na paglaya!
Demokrasya’y hungkag sa masang nilalapastangan,
Kung pamahalaa’y salarin kasalanan bang lumaban?
Langgam nga’y nagsisikhay pagsikmura’y kumalam,
Ang bayan pa kaya ang hindi magnasa ng Kalayaan?
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FOR KEMBERLY JUL LUNA
by Jelay Palaboy
When the news reached us
The comrade tried to keep his voice even
Though a string of doubt and worry must
Have left our heartbeats suspended
Firmer were the strings of hope cast
Into the dead-still limbo
When the next news reached us
it came in voices hushed
Bleaker and bleaker came the verity
And the likelihood of ever seeing her alive again
And the once steadfast strings of hope
have but frayed apace
Seconds, minutes, hours that pass
All but made breathing a laborious task
when at last
In between gritted teeth
And cupfulls of tears
Another news of her came to us
Dead was she And we asked how
Found bathed in blood
Dried by both wind and sand
Face swarmed by glutton maggots
Made her almost unidentifiable
“Could she have been defiled?”
A grim ‘maybe’ was all we could muster
For a thousand and more thoughts in our heads run wild.
For though most have thought it wonted
As normal an occurrence as drinking water, as stroll in the park
As much as most have anticipated the macabre
Nothing would ever prepare you for a reality so stark
Or an agony as deep and lasting
But her very loss challenges
Prevailing frames of thinking
The comforts the familiar bring
and all the structures that posit
That she is just another casualty
A new addition to the old statistics
Oh, such a shame to think that
In our lifetime, most of us will never even get close
to what she unreluctantly gave up in her life of 21 years
She…
a daughter,
sister,
friend, and
comrade
Is not and will never be
just another number
Such a shame to us
It will humble us.#
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IN MEMORY OF A MARTYR
by Danny Fabella
Sa iyong pag-alis
Ika'y maiiwan sa aming puso at isip
Ang iyong kataga ay aming panata
Bibigkasin hanggang laya!
Sa iyong pagpanaw sa mundong ibabaw
Mabubuhay ka nang walang-hanggan
Kailanpaman, ang iyong halimbawa
Kailanpaman, ay kahanga-hanga
Kailanpaman, ang iyong katapatan
Kailanpaman, di mapapantayan
Bayaning huwaran ng sambayanan! |
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PARA KAY KIMAY
by Lorkan
Higit sa lahat iyong napatunayan,
Kung pano mabuhay ng tama.
Kinalimutan ang sarili para sa isang dalisay na tungkulin,
Ang pagsilbihan ang bayang inalipusta.
Hindi inalintana ang pagod at pighati.
Pagkat nahanap ang kanlungan sa piling ng masang api
Dugo ang naging puhunan,
Para isulong ang inaasam na kalayaan.
Ang ala-ala mo’y maisasapuso.
Higit kanino man, sa masang pinagsilbihan.
Tanging mithi mo’y hindi mapag-iiwanan.
Ito’y magpapatuloy hanggang sa katapusan.
Pra sa isang matalik na kaibigan,
Kapatid,
Mabuting anak ng bayan,
Bayani.
Kem…
Larawan ng isang matapang at mapangahas na rebolusyonaryo,
Maraming maraming salamat…
Isang mapulang pamamaalam,
Kasama.
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SA GITNA NG DAWAG NA MATINIK NA
WALANG PAGITAN,
PINASLANG ANG ATING ARMADONG BODHISATTVA

[Alay kay Kasamang Kemberley Jul Luna]
Napagkamalan?
Umaantilaw
Salagitsit ng sinindihang mitsa
Isinabog ang binhi ng damay
pakikisama’t pagmamalasakit
Humihingal
Biyaya ng mandirigmang Kwan Yin
Luwalhati ng pulang talang umiigting
Naghihingalo
Bulong anasan
langitngit lagitik alatiit
tumitirik
hanggang umabot sa pinagpalang pagdating—
O aming Paralumang kaakbay,
bumabangon sa matris ng gubat
handog ang mainit na yapos--
--E. SAN JUAN, Jr.
From:
http://philcsc.multiply.com/journal/item/71/IN_MEMORIAM_KEMBERLY_JUL_LUNA_
bayani_ng_masat_lahing_Filipino
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TO KIMAY: IN MEMORIAM
kemberly jul luna (1989-2009)
it’s winter in the park
skies are gray
brown leaves have fallen
far and wide
i think of someone gone
and remember when these leaves were green
strong, full of life
mocking the wind
now the trees are bare
their wet branches showing the hidden pain
alone on the bench
i’ve grown older watching the rain
kimay was a iskolar ng bayan, student activist, and freedom fighter. she
died for her beliefs with a bullet piercing her breast during an encounter
with the military in bukidnon last month.
she was no gabriela silang. she was no teresa magbanua. she was no lorena
barros. she was no maria theresa dayrit. but she was equal to any one, in
her heart, in her spirit, and in her love for the poor and the oppressed.
the league of filipino students will give her a tribute in iligan city
today. for information about this event, please click here.
From
http://plaridel.wordpress.com/
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VOX KIMAY
voice of kimay
by Ice
nag ingkod ingkod ta sa duyang dili ma bugto
nag himamatay ta bahin sa katilingban
taas ang imong panglantaw sa katawhang nag lisod
ug maisog ka nga kab-uton ang kadaugan niini
usa ka gabii naghimamat mo ni renato
mensahi mo sa iyaha:
" walay pulos ang utok kung dili kini
gamiton para sa mga taong gipang daug-daug.
daghan ang naglisod,
daghan ang nangamatay nga walay hustisya"
ang atong tingog ang ipalanog
aron madunggan singit sa kabus!
kanus-a pa nato kini buhaton?
busa hagit ni kimay sa kabatan-onan
lihok ug ipalanog ang tingog aron madunggan
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"Paglaya, Kimay"
ni Severino Hermoso
ang ganda ay inuukit tunay
ng puspusang pakikibaka
at ang ganda ay dahil sa iyo digma
niyakap at pinaglingkuran ng isang 'kimay'
at ng maraming iba pang nakakuyom ang mga kamay
at ang layon ay paglaya na wagas at tunay
ikaw paglaya
ang dahilan
kung bakit may tulad niyang anak na dakila
sa katauhan ng maraming ka kimay
ang 'di nag atubili o natakot
na magbuwis ng buhay
iuukit ka namin sa mga nayon at bayan
doon sa kanayunan na pinagkaitan nang pangarap na katarungan
iuukit ka namin gamit ang aming baril at bala!
iuukit ka namin sa aming dugo pawis at luha!
-pinilas na bahagi sa tulang "paglaya, kimay" ni severino hermoso
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Pinili mo...
by Joan Zaragosa
Pinili mo ang kumampi sa mga dinadaig-daig
Pinili mo ang kumatig sa mga inaapakan ng daigdig
Pinili mo ang huwag pumasok sa silid-aralan
dahil mas pinili mong Bayan ang iyong maging paaralan
Pinili mo ang makipamuhay kasama ang mga tagalikha
nitong yaman ng bansa, ngunit may mga gutom na sikmura
Pinili mong magsuri, makisangkot, makialam, makibaka
Pinili mong umibig saan ka man dalhin nang pinasok na digma
Pinili mo ang kalimutan ang sarili para mas tunay itong matagpuan
Pinili mong tumula, umawit, sumayaw, sa alimpuyo ng sigwa
Pinili mong magsalita kahit takutin ka pa na putulin ang iyong dila
Pinili mong magtaas ng kamao, at bumalikwas, kahit tila
muog na pader, mas matayog at mas malakas ang iyong binabangga
Pinili mo ng walang pagaalintana
Pinili mo ng kahit napakaraming babala
Pinili mo ang lumabas sa kalsada
Pinili mong maging bahagi ng mas malawak na masa
Pinili mo ang maging aktibista
At pinili nila ang maging pasista
Pinili nilang harangin ang karapatan mong magsalita
Pinili nilang gamitan ka ng dahas kahit ika'y nagdadalita na
Pinili nilang maging sunod-sunurang papet ng burukrata kapitalista
Pinili nilang kumampi sa gahamang si Sam, sakim na imperyalista
Pinili nilang palukain ka, kahit wala ka namang ibang ginagawa
kundi ang ipaglaban ang karapatan ng mga walang boses, at aba
Pinili nilang ibubo ang dugo mo sa lupang inagaw lamang nila
Pinili nilang manindak, pinili nilang mandukot,
Pinili nilang pumatay.
Pero di natatakot ang iyong hanay
Walang sindak ang mga balanggay
Pipili kang muli,
Sa kanilang panunupil, pasismo't pandarahas, pipili kang muli.
Pinili mo ang daang binuksan ng sigwa
Pinili mo ang hinihingi nilang digma
Pinili mo ang maging pulang mandirigma. |
"Sa
Inyong Pagkahulog":
In
memory of KEMBERLY JUL LUNA and other patriotic martyrs
by Angela Colmenares
May ulap ang mga mata
Nang kayo’y lumisan…
Nakatanaw pa rin ang mga kasama
Sa daang inyong binagtas…
Iginala ko ang aking paningin
At namalas ko ang ilang mga dahong
Marahang bumabagsak sa lupa,
mga ibong nananatiling panatag
Sa mapagkupkop na bisig ng kalikasan,
At mga patak ng ulan
na animo’y diyamante
kapag sinasaniban ng gintong silahis ng araw…
Ah, mga patak ng ulan na katumbas
ng mga patak ng ating pagpapakasakit
-pinakikinang ng mga silahis
ng dakilang prinsipyong gumagabay-
na didilig sa lupang tigang…
Mga munting patak ng pagpapakasakit
na dadaloy sa mga kabundukan
upang lumikha ng bukal
patungo sa mga ilog ng pagsulong…
Mga patak na magpupundar ng lakas
upang limikha ng mga daluyong
patungo sa karagatan ng kaganapan…
Mga kasama, hindi kayo hihimlay sa kawalan…
Kayo ay mga dahong nahulog
na magsisilbing pataba sa lupang
dinidiligan ng ating pagpapakasakit…
Upang ang mga ilog ay patuloy na sumulong…
Upang ang kagubatan ay patuloy na yumabong…
Upang ang mga puno’y patuloy na kumupkop ng mga ibon…
At upang ang bawat patak ay maghatid-buhay sa bawat nilalang
na aba, napapagal, naghihikahos, nagugutom…
Na pinapatay ng mga lintik!
Mga kasama, tulad ng mga ibon
na panatag sa mga puno,
sumalig at magtiwala sa masa
saan man tayo magtungo,
anuman ang ating mga tungkulin…
Kasama ang malawak na mamamayan,
patuloy tayong magsisikhay
sa gitna ng mga hampas ng hangin
at mga patak ng ulan… |
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Tulokibong Aguy-oy nga Misakmit
Kanimo Kemberly Jul Luna
Candice Salazar
gibugto mo ang imong
pusod nga nagbugkos
sa mapanaliporon nga banwag
sa sabakan aron
mahimo kang bug-os,
apan lagsik ang imong mga
lakang nga
gisakmit sa aguy-oy
sa mga sunanoy
ug sa kaaghop sa
nagpasad nga mga bala
lunhaw pa dihang
gihagbas ang mga dahon
aron himuong sugnod
sa nag-alintabong pakigbisog
natukbil ang tanlag
sa salingkapaw nga panaghoy
sa kamatuoran.
mahikap ba nato ang dayag niyang dagway
samtang init pa ang atong ginhawaan?
wa ko ikaw igkita
sa panahon sa akong
pakigbangi ug kagahob.
unta, wa ako nag-inusara
nga nakighagit
sa kahulogan sa paghimugso
sa kasi-ot sa mga agik-ik
ug bus-ok nga kasubo.
kumusta ka kaha karon
sa bugnaw ug mangiob
nga sabakan?
Source:
http://balakbisaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/tulokibong-aguy-oy-nga-misakmit-kanimo.html
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TAHANAN
Natagpuan mo ang tahanan sa gitna ng gubat,
sa lilim ng mga punong nagtatayugan.
Natagpuan mo ang kalinga sa malamig na batis
at init ng pagmamahal sa malamyang sikat ng araw.
Natagpuan mo ang pag-ibig sa piling ng masa
at ang kalayaan sa pamamagitan ng pakikibaka!
Ikaw na inapi ng marahas na sistema, tagos hanggang kaluluwa.
Inagawan ng tahanan, kalinga, pag-ibig at kalayaan
Ipinagtaboy ngunit nanindigan, natutong makibaka!
Kasama, nakalulungkot mang isipin na ika’y nawawala,
Naiwan mong tahanan sa gitna ng gubat ay patuloy na mag-aalab
Pagmumulan ng mainit na kalinga’t pag-ibig na mapagpalaya
Para sa masang natatanging dahilan ng katapangan
at matibay ng paninindigan.
***
Kem, isa kang katibayan na sa pakikibaka, walang pinipiling kasarian, edad
o katayuan ng buhay. Ang pakikibaka ay isang wagas na hangarin ng bawat
inaapi’t naaapi na lumaya sa umiiral na mapang-aping sistema. Na isa itong
pakikibakang kumikilala’t kinikilala lamang ang masa bilang natatanging
pinagmulan ng lakas ng bawat mandirigma.
***
Ang tangi kong maalalang kataga mula sa iyo ay: I found my home here - sa
piling ng masa; sa piling ng mga mandirigmang mapagpalaya.
Maaaring magkita pa tayo, maaaring hindi na rin. Gayunpaman, ang tahanang
iyong natagpuan at naiwan ay mananatili sa puso at isip ng bawat isa na
iyong napaglingkuran; na siya nang magpapatuloy sa pagpapanday ng lipunang
pinapangarap ng karamiha’t pinag-aalayan ng iyong buhay.
***
Saludo ako sa iyo Kem!
Mapulang pagpupugay para sa isang kabataan, isang babae at isang
mandirigma ng bayan!
*Nilikha noong Disyembre 18, 2009 ng missing pa lang ang status ni Kem.
***kahel*** |
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Lakbay Laya
ni Zeradz
Binibining niyapos ang kaalaman
Itinakdang mananangol ng naaapi
No’y walang humpay sa Pakikibaka
Upang ang tunay na kalayaan
ay makamtan
Minahal ang Bayan
No’y malugod na ibinahagi
Ang gintong Kaalaman
Sa mga taong Sawi ng kahirapan
at di pa naranasang humawak ng Panitik
Makabayang tunay
At di’ natinag ang kalooban
Sa Mithing makamtan
ang kalayaan
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Siya’y Batang Pilipino,
Nagmahal ng lupang Sinilangan,
Namulat sa Karahasan
At maling Pamamahala
Ngayo’y Tiningala at Pinugay
Sa ipinamalas na pagmamahal sa Bayan
Di’ ma nasilayan ang mithiin at pangarap
Sa Baya’y mananatiling buhay ang Ala’ala
Siya Si Kimay
May-angking Talino,
Nagmalasakit sa Kapwa,
At ipinagtanggol ang karapatan
ng bawat Piipino
Ihemplo ng Kabataang Pilipino! |
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A life of passion for poor remembered
A life of passion for poor remembered
By Jeffrey M. Tupas
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 19:28:00 01/07/2010
DAVAO CITY, Philippines – Although she did well in school, her life
revolved around late-night parties, drowning in alcohol and music, and
waking up with a nasty hangover the next day. Not for long, however.
Kemberly Jul Luna, 21, traded the comforts of her bon vivant lifestyle
with the wretchedness of the lives of the poor in the hinterlands of
Bukidnon.
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Brainy beauty joins NPA, dies in Bukidnon, Jan. 8, 2009
Brainy
beauty joins NPA, dies in Bukidnon
By Jeffrey M. Tupas
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 01:44:00 01/08/2010
MANILA, Philippines—Hers was a
campus life spent mostly at late night parties and drinking sprees,
waking up the next day with a nasty hangover. Still, she got good
grades.
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LFS-UM salutes our co-league
Kemberly Jul Luna
January 04, 2010
The book of a real student is the society where one belongs, the teacher
are the people, the paper is one's freedom, the pen is one's right to
speak, and the test is the will to demonstrate.
-Kemberly Jul Luna (1989-2009)
We, the League of Filipino Students - University of Manila, express our
grief for the loss of our colleague Kemberly Jul Luna of Mindanao State
University - Iligan Institute of Technology. She died in the middle of a
conflict in Valencia City, Bukidnon in the-middle of December.
Kemberly or "Kimay" as she was fondly called was a spokesperson of
Students Alliance for the Advancement Democratic Rights (STAND) - MSU -
IIT, She was the Sec. Gen of LFS - MSU - IIT which she joined in 2008. She
was an active participant in LFS Humanntarian Mission, including the
National Interfaith Humanitarian Mission (NIHM) of October 2008 in the
face of humanitarian crises plaguing the war-stricken Moroland. She was
part of the local secretariat and headed the area preparation committee in
Poona Piagapo, one of the target municipalities for the Mission.
Daring as always, Kimay did not
hesitate entering the war-torn village of Tagoranao to uncover the effects
of indiscriminate aerial bombing and militarization in the area. She also
convinced one of the victims to make a testimony openly on the events in
the affected areas in Lanao.
She actively joined the “No to All-Out War” campaign and various other
campaigns, including the campaign against US intervention in the country
and militarization of peasant and Moro communities.
At the
opening of the first semester, she was chosen as the ad hoc chairperson of
STAND-IIT. From then on she brought the cry of the youth and student
sector in classroom and group discussions and out to the streets in
rallies where she acted as STAND-IIT’s official spokesperson.
Kemberly was a very good example to her comrades and to the people around
her. She showed youthful fervor and gave her heart to everything she did
inside the organization. She was once quite a heavy drinker and a late
riser as an ordinary student, but when she joined the League, she showed
exemplary effort to remould herself and do away with her old habits. She
shelled herself off of all the petty-bourgeois individualism.
With her beauty, brain and talent that showed to the people for our
struggle and determination to fight for the people's rights no matter that
she risked her life.
I am also a friend of "Kimay" in my personal friendster. i sent her a
message that said: "i wish you could come here in Manila and we meet,
sometime'. She replied "OK". That was the last simple massage that i
received last year before she left. And i was shocked to learn that
"Kimay" passed away.
Kimay like Rachele Mae Palang of Ateneo de Davao, Cris Hugo, Farley
Alcantara and all the student-activists who risked their lives to do their
duty to SERVE THE PEOPLE.
To her friends, comrades and colleagues, most heartfelt condolences.
From the members of LEAGUE OF FILIPINO STUDENTS - UNIVERSITY OF MANILA
CHAPTER.
A raised fist to "KIMAY"
Richard Ducat
Chair. (09-10)
League of Filipino Students - UM Chapter
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Kím Íl Süñg Astig nga! My highest salute!
IN MEMORY OF KEMBERLY JUL LUNA: ISKOLAR NG BAYAN, FREEDOM FIGHTER
January 4, 2010 “Umaalis ang mga anak upang habulin ang kanilang mga
pangarap, at malao’t madali, maraming magulang ang tumutunton sa
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LFS, LKM CALLS:
"END ALL HOSTILITIES!", "SPARE THE CIVILIANS!", "PEACE NOT WAR!"
Iligan City
August 18,, 2008
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LEAGUE OF FILIPINO STUDENTS –
MSU-IIT CHAPTER
LIGA NG KABATAANG MORO – MSU-IIT CHAPTER
Press Release Reference:
Kemberly Jul Luna – 09203612464
July 18, 2008
LFS, LKM STAGE PROTEST OVER "DAY OF TERROR"
Iligan City - "END ALL HOSTILITIES!", "SPARE THE CIVILIANS!", "PEACE NOT
WAR!"
These were some of the appeals that the League of Filipino Students –
MSU-IIT Chapter demanded on the day of the worst flare-up of fighting
between the Moro Islamic Liberation Front (MILF) and the Government's
armed forces since the postponement of the signing of the MOA on Ancestral
Domain two weeks ago.
"We call on the MILF and the AFP to end all hostilities and to get back to
the negotiating table," said Fervil Von Tripoli, Chairperson of the
LFS-IIT. Tripoli also added that "peace cannot be achieved through
bloodshed and intensified hostilities." The latest count of the number of
casualties when MILF insurgents raided the towns of Kolambugan and
Kauswagan was 41, and ten more are held hostages.
"We strongly believe that the real reason why Arroyo and her minions has
been pushing for the creation of a Bangsamoro Juridical Entity, which she
touts as the solution to the peace problem in Mindanao, is to generate
substantial grounds for the Government to endorse Charter-Change so they
can eliminate the provision on the term limit of the presidency," Urbano
further stressed out.
The group also announced their further plans vis-à-vis the GRP-MILF peace
negotiations and Arroyo's Cha-Cha, which includes a protest action on
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Relief Mission to the evacuees displaced by
AFP-MILF military operations
August 27, 2009
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LFS-Lanao joins
relief mission
The League of Filipino Students (LFS)
in Lanao joined the Relief Mission sponsored by the Rural Missionaries
of the Philippines (RMP) and the Archdiocesan Health Apostolate (AHA) on
August 27, 2008 to the displaced of the AFP-MILF armed confrontations in
Lanao del Norte. Food items were given out to more than 300 families of
evacuees cramped-up in the evacuation centers of Samburon Central
School, Samburon, Linammon, Lanao del Norte. LFS-Lanao contributed much
man-power to the packing and the delivery of the relief goods.
Active in the “NO TO ALL-OUT WAR IN
MINDANAO” campaign, LFS-Lanao will be joining the National Interfaith
Mercy Mission in Lanao del Norte on the last week of September this year
sponsored by the Initiatives for Peace in Mindanao, Sisters Association
in Mindanao (SAMIN), National Council of Churches in the Philippines (NCCP),
Moro Christian People’s Alliance (MCPA), Karapatan and many other
organizations in the country. The Mercy Mission will be having the
relief and fact finding mission components.
We encourage our members nationwide
to help us solicit donations from friends and allies for the Mercy
Mission. You may send these to:
KEMBERLY JUL LUNA
League of Filipino Students (LFS)-Lanao
0023 Jamille St., San Miguel, Iligan City
Mobile 0920-361-2464
E-mail: lfs.iligan.marawi@gmail.com
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◄ Solidarity night with Rep. Satur Ocampo
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Young martyrs and disappeared:
Some of the patriotic young men and women
who, like Kimay, served the people wholeheartedly and entirely
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Rachelle Mae Palang,
22 years old
Pagsisiyam (Poem by E. San Juan, Jr.) |
Cris Hugo, 20
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Farly Alcantara, 22
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Erika "Blondie" Salang, 20 yers old
See story below ▼ |
Riemon "Ambo" Guran, 21 years old |
Karen and Sherlyn (disappeared)
Eksenand Tahimik by Jess Santiago |
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Lunan ng bus, lubhang nakakapagod at naging mahaba ang biyahe para kay
Molly habang binabagtas ang daan patungo sa Brgy. Patalunan sa Lupi,
Camarines Sur kung saan kukunin ang katawan ni Erika. Katabing bayan iyon
ng Ragay, lugar na pinangyarihan ng engkwentro.
Ayon sa balita, ika-29 ng Marso, parehong araw ng pagpanaw ng kanyang ama
labing apat na taon na ang nakalilipas nang salakayin ng 31st Infantry
Batallion sa pamumuno ni 1st Lt. Marshall Tumanga ang kampo nina Erika.
Namatay siya, kasama ang tatlo pang iba. Magdadalawampu’t isang taon sana
siya sa kanyang kaarawan sa Mayo 8, 2006.
Apat na kabaong na gawa sa kahoy ang nakahilera sa municipal hall. Suot ni
Ika ang isang kulay rosas na bestida na halatang hindi kanya. Hindi na
kinailangang magpaabot ng pakikiramay ang mga tao doon. Ayon kay Molly,
“Parang nangusap sa akin ang kanilang mga mata. Alam ko, sinasabi nila,
“kilala namin ang anak mo””.
Sa taon ng sentenaryo ng Unibersidad at pagsasabuhay ng diwang radikal
nito, nagsisilbing patunay si Erika na hindi lamang kapusukan ng isip at
damdamin ang nag-uudyok sa mga kabataan at estudyante upang iwan ang
kanilang mga silid-aralan at magtungo sa kanayunan.
Patunay siyang hindi usapin ang edad sa kahandaan at kapasyahang lumabas
sa silid-aralan, magsilbing mag-aaral ng lipunan at lumaban para sa tunay
na kalayaan.
Iniluluwal ang mga bayaning katulad ni Erika ng matinding pakikihamok sa
buhay, ng pakikipagtunggali sa mga rebolusyon sa loob at labas ng sarili,
at higit sa lahat, ng pagmamahal—sa kapwa at sa bayan.
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The gift of
Erika
April 16, 2006
By Ramon J. Farolan
Inquirer
http://news.inq7.net/opinion/index.php?index=2&story_id=72674
A WEEK before Palm Sunday, we attended a retreat organized by the Holy
Name Society of the Mt. Carmel Parish. The retreat was held at Caleruega,
the beautiful complex of cottages and facilities set up by the Dominican
Order in Nasugbu, Batangas. Its lovely chapel on the hill has long been
the favorite for wedding ceremonies, and the quiet serenity of its
surroundings make it an ideal site for retreats and recollections.
Our retreat facilitator was Fr. Thaddeus (Ted) Valencia of the
Congregation of St. Basil (OSB). In 1979, he became the first Filipino
priest to be ordained in Canada. He spent much of his time in missionary
work in the American continent. Two years ago, he came home for good. And
he is now with the Good Shepherd Cathedral in Fairview, Quezon City.
Father Ted's topic was the Matthew version of the beatitudes:
Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are they who mourn,
or they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the land.
Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for
righteousness, for they will be satisfied.
Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure of heart,
for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called children of God.
Blessed are they who are persecuted
for the sake of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they insult you and persecute you
and utter all kinds of evil against you because of Me.
Rejoice and be glad for your reward will be great in heaven.
As we were going through each of the Beatitudes, I found myself constantly
reminded of a young girl who recently passed away under difficult
circumstances.
Erika was the daughter of middle-class parents. As a kid, she was more of
a spoiled brat, always fighting, kicking and screaming in order to get her
way. She had chubby cheeks, a cute smile and was a happy individual, but
overbearing when she got into one of her selfish moods.
At the age of 7, she lost her Dad and a short while after, she began to
change. Her tantrums became less frequent and she made a lot of friends in
school. She blossomed physically as well and her smile became lovelier and
infectious. People were attracted to her and she reciprocated with great
affection.
Erika also developed a great sense of humor and when asked why the
turnabout in her personality, she replied that at a certain point, she had
paused to ask herself why she didn't have that many friends and why she
tended to turn people off. She examined herself and identified the traits
which needed discarding and she made an effort at replacing them with
positive values. It was a kind of awareness so rare in such a young
individual-a maturity exceeding that of older people.
Erika became concerned over the welfare of others, visiting families of
friends who were in need. One day, she brought home a classmate, a boy
half her size. She told her Mom that he was being physically abused by his
father and she planned to bring the case to the barangay captain later.
Over the years, Erika would bring home various classmates simply because
they needed her help.
There is a saying: "If you are young and you are not a revolutionary, you
don't have a heart. If you are old and you are still a revolutionary, you
don't have brains."
At age 15, in only her third year in high school, Erika knew what she
wanted to do. Like many young people around the country who have witnessed
first-hand the sufferings of people and the injustices and inequalities of
the system, she joined the movement, believing that she could help change
the world.
She gave up the simple pleasures of window-shopping in an air-conditioned
mall, of seeing a movie once in a while, of going with friends to some
beach resort, of enjoying the company of relatives in family gatherings.
She exchanged all these for rubber sandals, open skies and field mice for
dinner every now and then. She didn't hate anyone. She simply believed
fervently in a better world. While many of us expressed similar thoughts,
Erika lived her belief. There can only be one explanation-nothing is more
powerful than the idealism of youth.
For the next six years, Erika would share hardships and deprivations with
others like her who believed in the same ideals and had a common vision
for society. Wherever she went, she spent her time and efforts for the
poor people of the community around her. In those six years, she was home
only a few times, but seeing her so unbelievably happy, one would never
guess how hard life must have been for her. Perhaps, she was a good
actress. Her sense of commitment to the cause never faltered.
Last month, a few weeks short of her 21st birthday and on the same day her
father died 14 years ago, Erika returned to the Lord.
There is no reason to grieve for Erika. She is back with her Dad and all
her friends and relatives who left ahead of her. She doesn't need our
prayers. She is, without doubt, in a place where all people who have
toiled in the service of their fellowmen are enjoying eternal rest. It is
we, the living, who need her intercessions.
This is not a time for regrets or sorrow or petitions. It is a time for
thanksgiving and gratitude for the gift of Erika.
A Happy Easter to all!
©2006 www.inq7.net all rights reserved
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Erika Salang, Martir ng
Kabataan
Ni
Silay Lumbera
Molly said she could not forget how some villagers, without uttering a
word, seemed to tell her: "We knew your daughter."
-Inquirer, May 14 2006
Maraming alaalang maaaring pagpilian si Molly, ina ni Erika tungkol sa
kanyang anak. Ngunit isang piling alaala ang maituturing na bukod-tangi.
Alaala iyong nakasilid sa kanyang gunita: kung paanong sa murang edad na
sampung taong gulang ay ipinamalas ni Erika ang kakayahang mapagpasyang
magpanibagong hubog, umunawa, makabatid at makisalo sa pighati ng kanyang
kapwa.
Sa edad na sampung taong gulang, tatlong taon makalipas ang pagpanaw ng
ama ay nagpasya si Erika na baguhin ang sarili. Batid niyang kinaiinisan
siya noon ng mga kaklase at kaibigan dahil sa kanyang spoiled na
pag-uugali. Sa naging pagbabagong iyon sa sarili, kinagiliwan siya ng mga
kakilala. Hindi nagtagal, itinuring siyang isa sa mga pinakapopular na
bata sa kanyang klase.
Makalipas ang ilang panahon, umuwi noon si Erika sa kanilang bahay kasama
ang isang kaibigan. Seryoso at bakas ang pag-aalala sa mukha ni Erika.
Ikinuwento raw sa kanya nito ang pananakit ng ama na agad namang ninais ni
Erika na isumbong sa kanilang barangay, ayon sa kanyang ina.
Sa pagpasok ni Erika o Ika bilang isang new student sa hayskul ng UP
Integrated School o UPIS ay mabilis siyang naging usap-usapan sa mga
umpukan ng mga estudyante. Stand out ang kanyang tisay features—brown
eyes, maputi, matangos na ilong, malapad na mukhang puno ng mga nunal.
Matangkad din siya at malaki ang bulas—dahilan kung bakit madalas siyang
napagkakamalang exchange student o hindi kaya’y foreigner.
Ikalawang taon namin sa hayskul at madaling napukaw noon ang kanyang
interes sa ANAKBAYAN na kakatatag pa lamang sa gitna ng mainit ng kampanya
para sa pagpapatalsik kay Estrada. Huling kwarto ng taong 1999 nang
marekluta si Ika sa gabi ng parangal ng kanyang hipag—si Myra “Mayang”
Algarme, isang pulang mandirigma na nasawi sa isang engkwentro sa
Zamboanga. Masasabing ang gabing iyon ang nagbukas sa isipan at nagpabago
sa buhay niya—ang pagkaunawa sa gawain ng kanyang hipag, ang mga kinaharap
nitong sakripisyo, maging ang mga pangarap nito na nagbigay daan upang
maglingkod bilang pulang mandirigma sa kanayunan.
Mula noon ay naging isang aktibo at namumunong kasapi si Ika sa
pag-oorganisa, paglulunsad ng mga pag-aaral at diskusyon tungkol sa mga
isyu at usaping pampulitika at maging sa mga kilos protesta sa loob at
labas ng UPIS.
Kilos protesta laban sa Visiting Forces Agreement o VFA ang kanyang
kauna-unahang dinaluhang mobilisasyon at sinundan pa iyon ng marami pang
iba. SONA noong taong 2000, isa si Erika sa mga namuno at naggiit sa
administrasyon ng UPIS at mga gwardya nito na palabasin ang mga estudyante
na nagnanais lumahok sa pagkilos. Matapang niyang pinilit buksan ang mga
gate para makapuslit ang mga estudyante palabas.
Sa loob ng mga taong iyon ay nagsilbi si Erika bilang kasapi ng Highschool
Committee ng Pambansang Opisina ng ANAKBAYAN. Masipag siya at higit na
masikhay sa mga gawain. Isa siya sa mga tinitingala at kinagigiliwang
lider estudyante ng mga bagong miyembro—“agit” pero sensitibo, “gnd” (grim
and determined) pero malambing. Mahilig siyang makipagtuksuhan tungkol sa
mga buhay pag-ibig ng mga kasama hanggang sa pakikipagharutan o
pakikipaghabulan habang naglalakad papuntang Vinzon’s para sa dadaluhang
mga pulong.
Sa panahong iyon, maituturing nang buhay ni Erika ang pagkilos. Hindi
nagtagal at nagpasya siyang pumunta sa Camarines Sur para sa isang
dalawang linggong exposure trip noong Mayo 2001. Nang matapos ito, pormal
na dineklara ni Erika ang kanyang kagusutuhang magfulltime bilang isang
gerilya. Sa puntong iyon, sa edad na labing anim na taong gulang, siya ang
pinakauna sa aming henerasyon ng mga aktibista sa hayskul na magpasyang
magfulltime sa kanayunan.
Sa pag-alis ni Erika at sa kanyang kapasyahang magsilbi bilang isang
fulltime na kasapi ng Bagong Hukbong Bayan, hindi nawala ang mga
kontradiksyon—paungunahin sa kanyang pamilya. Bagamat relatibong
demokratiko ang naging pagpapalaki sa kanya ng ina, hindi pa rin naging
madali para dito na tanggapin ang naging desisyon ng anak.
Gabi ng pag-alis ni Erika, buo ang loob niya na hindi magpapigil sa ina.
Sinamahan siya ng isang kasama na naghintay sa labas ng kanilang gate.
Mula sa kanyang pwesto, dinig ng kasama ang naging pagtatalo ng mag-ina.
Sa isang punto, narinig niya ang binitawang mga salita ni Erika: “Hindi
ako nagpapaalam sa inyo, sinasabi ko lang na aalis ako”.Noong panahong
ding iyo’y batid ni Molly, ina ni Erika, na wala na siyang magagawa pa
upang mapigilan ang anak. Sinubukan niyang ipahabol sa kasambahay si Erika
ngunit nagmamadali itong lumabas ng gate, sumakay sa naghihintay na
tricycle, ngumiti sa kanya at kumaway habang mabilis na humarurot papalayo
ang sinasakyan.
Hindi pa noon batid ng ina ang bigat ng pag-alis ni Erika. Sa mga susunod
na panahon magmula nang magpasyang magfulltime doon si Erika ay miminsan
lamang ito makadalaw.
Miminsan at mabilis lamang ang mga pagdalaw. Karaniwan, ilang araw o
linggo lamang siyang mamamalagi rito at mababalitaan ko na lamang na
narito siya sa Maynila kapag paalis na siya o hindi kaya’y matitiyempuhan
ko siyang nasa rali. Kung minsa’y nilalagpasan ko siya, hindi alam na siya
pala iyon. Magugulat na lamang ako sa pagtawag niya sa akin, pagkatapos ay
mainit na babatiin at mahigpit na yayakapin.
Minsa’y bumaba siya hindi para dumalaw kung hindi para ipagamot ang paa.
Nasugatan daw ito habang tumutulong siya sa pagkakaingin ng mga magsasaka
doon. Sa kanyang pagkakakuwento, hindi mababakas sa kanya ang pangingirot
ng paa o ‘di kaya’y ang sakit na nararamdaman sa tuwing inilalakad niya
nito. Magiliw pa rin siyang nakikipagkuwentuhan, nakikipagkamustahan at
nakikipagbiruan.
Katapusan ng Abril o simula ng Mayo nang kinailangan niyang bumaba sa
Maynila dahil sa mahigpit na pinapatupad na bagong patakaran noon:
kinakailangang nasa edad disi otso pataas ang mga kasapi ng Hukbo. Bumaba
si Erika at naghintay ng ilang araw para sa kanyang ika-18 na kaarawan
noong Mayo 8, 2003. Makalipas ang isang araw, agad din siyang bumalik sa
trabaho.
Ika-30 ng Marso, 2006, nang matanggap ng kanyang ina ang masamang balita.
“Alam kong mangyayari ito. Hindi ko nga lang inakala na magiging ganito
kaaga,” pagtatapat ni Molly noong parangal.
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Richard Ducat
Ang aking maiksing tula ay alay ko sa kapwa kong kasamahan.