Make it happen!
Yet not forgotten!
Let your hearts loosen!
All yourselves forgiven!

You are the maker of makers!
The master of masters!
Let those words not stutter!
Say it, SAY IT altogether!

Fear not the wrath of the day,
Nor the dark where you lay,
Have faith as bright as day!
Let the gospel take the slay!

Of the evil, of the temptation,
All the deceitful sensation,
Get out! fight! lead the nation!
Save the world from damnation!

Tungkol saan kaya ang isusulat ko?
Dito sa papel at lapis na hawak ko?
Tungkol kaya ‘to sa kapaligiran ko?
O sa nararamdama’t karanasan ko?
Ngayon, nananatiling blangko si papel
Nakasulat palang itong si letrang “L”
Hayy ‘di pa naman tumutunog ‘tong si “bell”
Kaya gagamitin nalang muna si “cel”
At lumipas ang mahigit isang oras
Napansin ko, ako’y nagsayang ng oras!
Hayy nakoo! Bakit  dito  bilis mo oras?!
‘lam mo nang ayokong tumayo sa labas.
Nakoo ‘yan na si teacher [insert pangalan]!
Ay! Itago! Itago si “cel” bilisan!
Ibalik si papel! ‘tong lapis tasahan!
Para ‘di guilty mukha, boses lakasan!
Ay teka’ ba’t si teacher’  dito ang *****?
Parang umaapoy kanyang mga mata
Biglang kinabahan na parang ‘sang bata,
Hayy nakoo! Ako ata’y lagot nanaman!
Nahugot agad si “cel” sa pagalapit niya
At inilagay niya sa drawer ng mesa niya
Itong aking nararamdaman, ‘di kaya
Pawang nan’liliit’ sa labis na hiya.
Kaya kasama ulit si blangkong papel
Kasama narin ‘tong si tanging letra “L”
Ngunit ngayo’y ang lungkot’ wala na si “cel”
At saktong tumunog itong si lokong “bell”.

Light-year by light-year
Through countless smiles and tears
I'll find a way to make you smile
And everything will be fine

Mile by mile
Surely time does fly
Promises I made and kept
Never did I left nor slept

Kilometer by Kilometer
Seems like everything else matters
The world is alive the world is day
All through the night, I never left but stayed


Yard by Yard
You never seem to be sad
Look at the stars look at the moon
I'll be there, and always be soon

Meter by meter
You seem to be bitter
I guess it's just me
Or my questionable pleas

Feet by feet
The world is going to deep
Wait wait, what is happening?
Where are our lives leading?

Centimeter by centimeter
Time seems to litter
How are you, are you ok?
I left myself astray

Inch by inch
I'm getting close, MY HEART pinched
"Closer, closer, closer"
She said never.

I am the right hand
You are my left
Together we spill colors and shade
And our love will never fade

I am the right hand
You are my left
I hold onto you
You hold onto me

I am the right hand
You are my left
Let our feet be free
Let our wings spread like fire

I am the right hand
You are my left
My mind is weak
You are my tea

I am the right hand
You are my left
Your heart is my refuge
My heart is yours for life

I am the right hand
You are my left
Let's be together
Let's be forever

Life is so generous

Ever so full of gifts to spare;

Ever so rich of privileges that glamours;

Over-flowing chances that fills up this fine young soul to give a full flare

Yet it's so generous that it gives also "lemons"

Life oh life,

Why "lemons"?

I grew up knowing,

Lemons are best served cold

Especially in every summer for those who thirsts for such juicy quench

While feets're on sands and the kingly sun's overhead

But why "lemons"?!

Maybe it wasn't just lemons picked up from metro market

But lemons from life

Then I suppose it does'nt matter anymore

I guess what matters is I have these...

I have "life" and I have "lemons"

A dreary night of inferno--1941

noises of bullets and hand grenades came flying as one.

The moon lit nearing midnight,

of course it's the time of freight.

I found myself anxiously descending the wooden staircase,

I feel my brows dampen as my heart race.

Taking one last step from this wooden step,

to the numbing cold of the cement.

I knew someone there sensed,

my weary-vulnerable presence.

Then came a spine-chilling radio-crack,

"Abort, abort!" it said with a manic crack.

There and there I heard of nothing,

but hurried footsteps as it sounds escaping.

A long second passed silence ruled then followed the sky,

dropping frenzied screech in my ear like a wandering fly.

All in the darkness came white and last of me remember,

neighboring plank woods, and rooftops are in ashes from an ember.

I knew then and there in my slumber,

that war is over.

Times passed I knew after all my eyes were blinded,

by a droplet of explosion which costed me a life-time incapacitated.

I thought with all-hell surpassed I have finally met freedom,

yet still I died sitting in this dark park of boredom.

There on my last anxious sighs seated blindly on a warm wooden bench,

beside a cold-cemented statue of a false hero drenched.

Nearing midnight I knew I heard in my mind,

Uttering a hungry cry saying that "war is blind!"