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Updated on November 12, 2009

More Declamation Pieces

Here are some more declamation pieces to choose from. Sadly I didn't get the chance to perform any of these although I wanted to but I didn't had the opportunity anymore. Hope you will like it...Still some I don't know the authors.

Vengeance is not ours...It's God's...(Author: unknown)

Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy. I am a child so young, so thin, and so ragged.
Why are you staring at me? With my eyes I cannot see but I know that you are all staring at me. Why are you whispering to one another? Why? Do you know my mother? Do you know my father? Did you know me five years ago? Yes, five years of bitterness have passed. I can still remember the vast happiness mother and I shared with each other. We were very happy indeed.
Suddenly, five loud knocks were heard on the door and a deep silence ensued. Did the cruel Nippon’s discover our peaceful home? Mother ran to Father’s side pleading. “Please, Luis, hide in the cellar, there in the cellar where they cannot find you,” I pulled my father’s arm but he did not move. It seemed as though his feet were glued to the floor.
The door went “bang” and before us five ugly beasts came barging in. “Are you Captain Luis Santos?” roared the ugliest of them all. “Yes,” said my father. “You are under arrest,” said one of the beasts. They pulled father roughly away from us. Father was not given a chance to bid us goodbye.
We followed them mile after mile. We were hungry and thirsty. We saw group of Japanese eating. Oh, how our mouths watered seeing the delicious fruits they were eating,
Then suddenly, we heard a voice call, “Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . . Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . . Consuelo. . . . Oscar. . . .” we ran towards the direction of the voice, but it was too late. We saw father hanging on a tree. . . . dead. Oh, it was terrible. He had been badly beaten before he died. . . . and I cried vengeance, vengeance, vengeance! Everything went black. The next thing I knew I was nursing my poor invalid mother.
One day, we heard the church bell ringing “ding-dong, ding-dong!” It was a sign for us to find a shelter in our hide-out, but I could not leave my invalid mother, I tried to show her the way to the hide-out.
Suddenly, bombs started falling; airplanes were roaring overhead, canyons were firing from everywhere. “Boom, boom, boom, boom!” Mother was hit. Her legs were shattered into pieces. I took her gently in my arms and cried, “I’ll have vengeance, vengeance!” “No, Oscar. Vengeance, it’s God’s,” said mother.
But I cried out vengeance. I was like a pent-up volcano. “Vengeance is mine not the Lord’s”. “No, Oscar. Vengeance is not ours, it’s God’s” these were the words from my mother before she died.
Mother was dead and I was blind. Vengeance is not ours? To forgive is divine but vengeance is sweeter.
That was five years ago, five years. . . .
Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy. I am a child so young, so thin, and so ragged. Vengeance is not ours, it’s God’s. . . . It’s. . . . God’s. . It's...

I am a Filipino...(author: Carlos P. Romulo)

I am a Filipino, inheritor of a glorious past, hostage to the uncertain future. As such, I must prove equal to a two-fold task -- the task of meeting my responsibility to the past, and the task of performing my obligation to the future.

I am sprung from a hardy race, child of many generations removed of ancient Malayan pioneers. Across the centuries the memory comes rushing back to me: of brown-skinned men putting out to sea in ships that were as frail as their hearts were stout. Over the sea I see them come, borne upon the billowing wave and the whistling wind, carried upon a mighty swell of hope -- hope in the free abundance of the new land that was to be their home and their children's forever.

This is the land they sought and found. Every inch of the shore that their eyes first set upon, every hill and mountain that beckoned to them with a green-and-purple invitation; every mile of rolling plain that their view encompassed, every river and lake that promised a plentiful living and the fruitfulness of commerce, is hallowed spot to me.

By the strength of their hearts and hands, by every right of law -- human and divine -- this land and all the appurtenances thereto -- the black and fertile soil, the seas and lakes and rivers teeming with fish, the forests with their inexhaustible wealth in wildlife and timber, the mountains with their bowels swollen with minerals -- the whole of this rich and happy land has been, for centuries without number, the land of my fathers. This land I received in trust from them and in trust will I pass it on my children, and so on until this world is no more.

I am a Filipino. In my blood runs the immortal seed of heroes -- seed that flowered down the centuries in deeds of courage and defiance. In my veins yet pulses the same hot blood that sent Lapu-Lapu to battle against the first invader of this land, that nerved Lakandula to combat the alien foe, that drove Diego Silang and Dagohoy into rebellion against the foreign oppressor.

That seed is immortal. It is the self-same seed that flowered in the heart of Jose Rizal that morning in Bagumbayan when a volley of shots put an end to all that was mortal of him and made his spirit deathless forever; the same that flowered in the hearts of Bonifacio in Balintawak, of Gregorio del Pilar at Tirad Pass, of Antonio Luna at Calumpit; that bloomed in flowers of frustration in the sad heart of Emilio Aguinaldo at Palanan, and yet burst forth royally again in the proud heart of Manuel L. Quezon when he stood at last on the threshold of ancient Malacañang Palace, in the symbolic act of possession and racial vindication.

 O Captain my Captain... (author: Walt Whitman)

O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

The Face Upon the Floor... (author: Hugh Antoine D'Arcy)

'Twas a balmy summer evening and a goodly crowd was there,
Which well-nigh filled Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square;
And as songs and witty stories Came through the open door,
A vagabond crept slowly in and posed upon the floor.

"Where did it come from?" someone said. "The wind has blown it in."
"What does it want?" another cried. "Some whiskey, or rum or gin?"
"Here, Toby, sic 'em, if your stomach's equal to the work--
I wouldn't touch him with a fork, he's filthy as a Turk."

This badinage the poor wretch took with stoical good grace;
In fact, he smiled as tho' he thought he'd struck the proper place.
"Come, boys, I know there's kindly hearts among so good a crowd--
To be in such good company would make a deacon proud.

"Give me a drink--that's what I want... I'm out of funds, you know,
When I had cash to treat the gang this hand was never slow.
What? You laugh as if you thought this pocket never held a sou;
I once was fixed as well, my boys, as any one of you.

"There, thanks, that's braced me nicely, God bless you one and all;
Next time I pass this good saloon, I'll make another call.
Give you a song? No, I can't do that, my singing days are past;
My voice is cracked, my throat's worn out and my lungs are going fast.

"I'll tell you a funny story, and a fact, I promise, too.
Say! Give me another whiskey and I'll tell you what I'll do...
That I was ever a decent man not one of you would think;
But I was, some four or five years back. Say, give me another drink.

"Fill her up, Joe, I want to put some life into my frame--
Such little drinks to a bum like me are miserably tame;
Five fingers... there, that's the scheme... and corking whiskey, too.
Well, here's luck, boys and landlord... my best regards to you.

"You've treated me pretty kindly and I'd like to tell you true
How I came to be the dirty sot, you see before you now.
As I told you, once I was a man, with muscle, frame, and health,
And but for a blunder ought to have made, considerable wealth.

"I was a painter, not one that daubed on bricks and wood,
But an artist, and for my age, was rated pretty good.
I worked hard at my canvas and was bidding fair to rise,
For gradually I saw the star of fame before my eyes.

"I made a picture perhaps you've seen, 'tis called the 'Chase of Fame'.
It brought me fifteen hundred pounds and added to my name,
And then I met a woman... now comes the funny part--
With eyes that petrified my brain and sunk into my heart.

"Why don't you laugh? 'tis funny that the vagabond you see
Could ever love a woman and expect her love for me;
But 'twas so, and for a month or two, her smiles were freely given,
And when her loving lips touched mine, it carried me to Heaven.

"Boys, did you ever see a girl for whom your soul you'd give,
With a form like the Milo Venus, too beautiful to live;
With eyes that would beat the Koh-i-noor and a wealth of chestnut hair?
If so, 'twas she, for there never was, another half so fair.

"I was working on a portrait, one afternoon in May,
Of a fair-haired boy, a friend of mine, who lived across the way.
And Madeline admired it and much to my surprise,
Said she'd like to know the man, that had such dreamy eyes.

"It didn't take long to know him and before the month had flown
My friend had stole my darling, and I was left alone;
And ere a year of misery had passed above my head,
The jewel I had treasured so had tarnished and was dead.

That's why I took to drink, boys. why, I never see you smile,
I thought you'd be amused and laughing all the while.
Why, what's the matter, friend?... there's a tear-drop in your eye,
Come, laugh like me 'tis only babes and women that should cry.

"Say, boys, if you give me just another whiskey I'll be glad,
And I'll draw right here a picture of the face that drove me mad.
Give me that piece of chalk with which you mark the baseball score
You shall see the lovely Madeline upon the barroom floor."

Another drink, and with chalk in hand, the vagabond began
To sketch a face that well might buy, the soul of any man.
Then, as he placed another lock upon the shapely head,
With a fearful shriek, he leaped and fell across the picture... dead!


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      Arlene 2 months ago

      I need the best declamation script

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      christian 14 months ago

      can I have a copy of black medal?

    • profile image 3 years ago

      i love this declamation Vengeance is not ours...It's God's.

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      dawn garnet 3 years ago

      Nice Declamation piece...

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      Donnabel Lausa Huit 3 years ago

      i really like vengeance is not ours it's god....

      last 4 years ago that i perform it perfectly...

      oh gosh!it made me cry!!!

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      jane 3 years ago

      nice one ..

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      marymie 4 years ago

      what a nice huh.. . .

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      merby 4 years ago

      can you send me a copy of the piece "the black medal" over thank you!!

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      bernadette 4 years ago

      Pakiadd naman po ng "A Politician's Daughter" ipapadeclaim ko sa apo ko. Maraming salamat po.

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      zarren 4 years ago

      wala kantigo mo bisaya dri..nosebleed agi te..

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      lourdy 4 years ago

      who can give me the piece of declamation I THIRST......send pls to my email add:Lourdy,

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      rona brozas 4 years ago

      when we have our presentation in engish i choose this declamation piece because it contains lots of knowledge...

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      glecy 4 years ago

      love it so much

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      Jeric 4 years ago

      It's all coming back! I can still remember memorizing O captain my captain and I am a filipino way back in highschool

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      reana 4 years ago

      i really like reciting declamation..please post more..God bless

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      hazel 4 years ago

      i was really moved by the declamation pieces.such a great work! could i have a piece bearing the theme: Bridging the Gap between Academe and Industry?thank you so much!

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      lalane paulino 4 years ago

      blessed morning!!! do u have a copy of a declamation piece entitled "good morning ma'am" and "chasing the wing"? can u send it to me if there is? to thanks

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      vidz gordonz 4 years ago

      hello ;)) do you have a copy of the piece entitled MIDNIGHT SHOCK???? i lost my copy ..can you help me??

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      khizzynett 4 years ago

      hi! meron po bang declamation na my line.. I smiled as I look my lovely reflection at the mirror?? or Am I A Forgiven Child?

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      chenzkie'11 4 years ago

      i love declaim too

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      sandy danao 4 years ago

      please!! i need the copy of "it's easy to act"

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      jessame m. 5 years ago

      please give me or post a declamation piece about the topic "Population, Health and Environment and Local Governance." please! Just a favor... I need it now..

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      christian allan 5 years ago

      It so nice!!!!!

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      gwyneth 5 years ago


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      gwyneth 5 years ago

      a piece of bread

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      kiven 5 years ago

      i lhub you

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      vanessa 5 years ago

      may i have the copy of the child and the cop?????..

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      levi 5 years ago

      well, your declamation pieces were good... i just hope there are more.

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      kim 5 years ago

      i love declamition

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      leah 5 years ago

      i dun think 4yrs old can memorize these long...

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      Muz 5 years ago

      where can i find a declamation piece on " Extreme Hopes are born of extreme Misery"?

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      maria 5 years ago

      its so cool and good

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      marc yvan martinez? 5 years ago

      why there is no declamation piece of "CASABLANCA"? ? ?

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      athena 5 years ago

      Hi, who have a copy of the poem I am Guilty? I just need it soooooooooo badLy.. thanks!

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      mitze maldita 5 years ago

      Wow! awesome ... i love all of it.. i wish i could have a copy of one in my high skul days.. im sure ill won 1st....

      nice job!!

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      Gly 5 years ago

      Hi. Meron po ba kayo nung declamation piece na Please Smile? Urgent lang po. Paki- send naman po sa e-mail ko if ever na meron.


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      aira astrero 5 years ago

      ganda super!!! pero mahaba!!! bad trip!!! ^_^

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      alexis 5 years ago

      nakakakaba ang mg declamation pero enjoy!!!hehehe

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      Chris 5 years ago

      Hope you can help me out. Can't remember the title of this piece but the first few lines were " yes I admit that I am guilty but before you make any decisions, let me the tell you the whole story. I was the only child, the only daughter of the couple named......." that's all I can remember. If you can post the piece for me I would really appreciate it. Thank you so much for your help.

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      merly bonto tabor 5 years ago

      O my, i can still remember this beautiful winning piece of mine: o captain my captain my elementary days, i was a consitent declamer and one of my pieces is this "..captain"

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      Danina 5 years ago

      wowwww....very beautiful ang gnda tlga....

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      frienz dozen 5 years ago

      nice !! add me in fb

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      indaeiangel 5 years ago

      Please I also need a copy of " pardon on me " this is also a very nice declamation piece !

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      Honey-kun 5 years ago

      is the "Captain My Captain" is one of the ending part of the story?

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      i do really love declamation and one thing i like too much entitled,,I kill him because i love him can you please post the whole story? thanks...

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      norma 5 years ago

      I am a declaimer when I was in High school, "Oh Captain My Captain" is my winning piece.

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      aljon 5 years ago

      do you have a copy "marjarita"?


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      gideon 5 years ago

      when i read the stury im shucked because the story was niced!!!!!!

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      declamed 5 years ago

      I like the "I am a Filipino" declamation piece. i still remember i and my fellow classmates declamed that piece. i really love it.!!!

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      Andrea 5 years ago

      Very nice Declamation! An g cute parang ako.........!!!!! jejeje joke

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      larry e. 5 years ago

      ang sarap tlaga mag declamation

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      ralph mindaro 5 years ago

      i really like them all

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      camille 5 years ago

      ,,i really like your declamation pieces,,,hindi nako nahihirapan maghanap..kasi nandito nqa lahat,,thanks..

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      Maria 5 years ago

      thank you for the declamation piece ..)I got it

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      Miaa01346 5 years ago

      Heyy, i was just wondering what's the title of the declamation i did when i was younger and thanks to you now i remember it! :) btw its the 'Oh captain my captain' one- did it when i was in grade 2 :D and im gonna do the 'Vengeance is not ours, it's God's' as a surprise thing for my 18th bday :) Take care! x

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      vampire princess 5 years ago

      thank u for the declamation pieces.

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      Chris 6 years ago

      hello there! you have a piece about education??.....

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      rv 6 years ago

      is there a declamation piece "GUILTY OR NOT GUILTY"?

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      opopipoiopiopiopi 6 years ago

      is there a declamation piece a child speaks

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      nikka peligro 6 years ago

      this site is a great help indeed especially for students.. thanks a lot..

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      lovelyn 6 years ago

      i really like it,,,

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      lovelyn 6 years ago

      i really like it,,,

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      mary 6 years ago

      ang ganda

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      christian 6 years ago

      its,good.. makes sense for this present.

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      yanie 6 years ago

      i like the vengeance is not ours,its god's!....

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      roan27 6 years ago

      so good KFC

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      camile 6 years ago

      who has a copy of declamation piece vendetta

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      nino 6 years ago

      I remember getting an award with Vengeance is not ours, it's God's. And also O Captain my captain. Thank you for bringing back good memories from my elementary days.

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      justin bieber 6 years ago

      i like your declamation pieces,

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      kathleen 6 years ago

      i like declamation buetiful..

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      ANNVERA 6 years ago

      i like ur declamation a declamer during my high school days you know...i really like 8.ur the best

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      simple_liz 6 years ago

      I really like the declamation pieces u've posted. If you have more pieces please send it to my account simple_ Thanks a lot... gobless u and ur family

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      Rochelle 6 years ago

      I really like it its nice and beautiful

      I really like the alm, alms

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      Ferdinand  6 years ago

      THANK YOU...

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      camille 6 years ago

      do you have any copy of "the listeners"?favor please post that one.....thanks..........

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      Francis 6 years ago

      where can i find the declamation "Youth's accountability to society"?

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      paolabrit 6 years ago

      nice daw...

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      teressa pandoy 6 years ago

      I love all the declamation...i was once declaming when i was in high school but i love it.Please favor if u have the copy of ''ONLY YOUR LOVE FATHER'' AND ''MIDNIGHT SHOCK'' can you emailed me @

      thanks in advance @ God bless you.

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      marriedwoman 6 years ago

      Hi Cristie,

      sorry i lost it...i used to have one but somehow i can't find it anymore....

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      cristie 6 years ago

      Do you have a copy of no pardon for me??

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      mary mae lorejo 7 years ago

      ohh that's a nice poem. i learn a lot thank to the owner who compose this poem. i hope you can make more and beautiful poem like this. i am so inspired.

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      Cristina Nash 7 years ago

      PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...I need a copy of PLease Smile.:) Urgent po! Thank you sssooooooooo much!

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      Ma Luisa Zapanta 7 years ago

      May I HAVE a copy of a poem entitled I AM A FILIPINO BOY

      YOU can sen it to my email

      thnxs a lot for the HELP!!!!!!!!!

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      joy:) 7 years ago

      -- can i have also the piece of

      " I stood away"


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      ylrebmik ba-as 7 years ago

      can you please post the declamation piece about angie who win a trip to america

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      flora 7 years ago

      weeeee..nice!.thanks much these declamation pieces really helped..

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      lilia crouch 7 years ago

      i like declamation.please send me a copy of nightmare and unpardonable crime.

      my email adress

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      =christian= 7 years ago

      hello add me in fb

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      marriedwoman 7 years ago

      hi nicole, thanks for dropping by...i'll see what i can do...

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      nicole 7 years ago

      please , you can send it in my yahoomail.

      thanks a lot!

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      nicole 7 years ago

      hi, i would like request that please give me a copy of the piece: A Politician's Daughter.. I need it As SOOn As Possible.. por favor .. i need it.. por favor amigos..

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      quee 7 years ago

      hi its nice....

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      Jee Ann G 7 years ago

      Nice. Wish I saw this when I was still in high school. Hehe. I like O Captain, My Captain, I am Filipino, and Vengeance isn't Ours; it's God's. You've posted really nice pieces. :-)