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050916

Minulat tayong may sukli ng kasaysayan,
Saksi sa matinding gisahan ng rekado sa Tahanan.
Pangako'y iniukit ng mga Anak na payak
Nagbabasagan ng plato, nagtitilamsikang tubig,
Pagbili ng lakas ng loob
at talas ng dila sa Pulitikang Tindahan;
Luha't dangal, pawang huling hain
Ng Ama't Ina ng Lipunan.

Nakakangalay makisabay sa uso
Kung nawalay pati ang yupi-yuping puso.
Hindi tayo nagpaampon sa Lipunang mapanukso,
Yakap ang Langit, uhaw lamang sa pagbabago!

Sumisigaw ang damdaming nilusaw ang galit,
Ang pait ng kahapong sinabuyan ng panlalait.
Minsan, sobra ang demokrasya kaya't may kapalit.
Kaya't minsa'y susulong bagkus panay ang subalit.

Hindi natin kayang palayasin ang Ama't Ina,
Kung ngayon pa lang, may mga multong rebelde na.
Hindi natin kayang itaboy ang kamay ng Hari ng mga Isla,
Pagkat tayo'y ibinigkis, iba't iba man ang pananampalataya.
At higit pa sa pulso ng Bayan ang nagluklok sa kanila.
Mainam na ngang masaktan sa una,
Kung saan dunong at talino'y maituon sa pagpapakumbaba.
Masakit sa loob kapag tinatama ka,
At bawat palo't kusang pagdidisiplina.

Kung hindi susundin silang Ama't Ina,
Kung hindi magpapasakop sa babaguhing sistema,
Kung hindi huhubarin ang estadong may ibang klima,
Hinding-hindi bubuhos ang pagpapala.

Umaasa tayo pagkat di natin kayang mag-isa,
Sandigan nati'y hindi na Pulitikang Balisa,
Sana'y pag-iisip ay mabago ng Amang may grasya,
At tayo'y maging bahagi ng paghilom ng bansa.
050516

I am nobody
For my existence doesn't matter,
Does it?

I am a rebel
I chose to neglect Your thoughts
But I was never in a cellar.

I am a sinner, aint a saint
Red, the color of my soul
Red, the color of resurrection.

I am unashamed
I used to hide in dark curtains
Twirling every tip,
Losing sight towards the Light.

My name, I forget
For now, **I am Sorry.
050116

Nasisilaw ang puso
Sa tangan **** Liwanag
Nayayanig ang diwa't damdamin
Lagpas-Langit ang pasasalamat.

Puno ng hiwaga
Ang pag-ibig **** alay
Hindi matutumbasan
Ang kalinga **** grasya.

Buhay Mo'y isinuko sa Krus
Salita Mo'y bukam-bibig ng kaluluwa.

Ako'y sakupin Mo, ang buong pagkatao
Ako'y kalingain Mo ng kadakilaan Mo
Ako'y alalayan Mo, Yakap Mo ang sasalo
Ako'y baguhin Mo, palitan Mo ng bago.

Sa kahit anong pagkakamali,
Sa kahit anong pintig ng sandali
Ikaw ang Gabay na Siyang magwawagi!

Daplis ng ulan o bagyong nagkukunwari
Hahawiin **** lahat, buhos ang Sarili
Sabi Mo'y talikuran ko na ang dati.

Madilim ang landas, siyang hindi patas
Mantsyang nagdaan, sa bago'y kaltas
Walang tugon, mundong nagmamataas
Tanging Ikaw, daang Mataas.

Hindi madali ang pagbabago
Puso ba'y sa Kanya'y sambit ay "oo"
Si Hesus lamang, sagot sa delubyo
Kalma lang kaibigam wag paaapekto!
Alam kong maraming patalastas sa buhay ko,
Hindi naman yun ang mahalaga
Kundi ang istorya, yung kabuuan.

I know there's a lot of commercials in my life,
That's not important
But the story, the whole thing.

Alam **** maraming sakit at saya sa buhay ko,
Pero patuloy Mo pa rin akong sinusubaybayan.

You know there's a lot of hurt and happiness in my life,
But You're always there, monitoring me.

Kapag hindi mo gusto ang mga nakikita mo,
Pinapatay Mo ako o kaya lumilipat Ka sa iba
Hindi dahil ayaw Mo na sa akin,
Pero dahil hindi Mo kalooban ang eksena.

When what you see doesn't please You,
You're killin' me or simply changin' Your route
Not because you dislike or hate me,
But because it really isn't Your will.

Pero hindi Mo ako iniwan
Pinapansin Mo pa rin ako.
Pinagtitiyagaan hanggang sa matapos ang eksena
At muling aabangan.
Ganoon pala ang pakiramdam
Salamat sa importansyang inagkaloob Mo
Kusa **** ginagawa ang lahat,
Hindi ako perpekto pero hindi ko alam,
Bat nandyan Ka pa rin para sa akin.

But You never had left me,
Your eyes were always on me.
Pursuing me until the shifts and end of scenes
And will still wait for me.
So that's how it feels
I thank You for the importance You're showing me
It is Your initiative to do every thing.
I ain't perfect but I still don't know,
Why for me, You're still there.

Salamat, Panginoon.

*Thank You, Lord.
040116

I stole not the show
But regret was never on my mind,
Papa's life, I know how vital it is
And so I'd rather be caught
Than his breath, dark be brought.
Who am I?

I can feel my bursting nerves
My belly's waves, shrinking to their own cause.
Holding the nurse's hands, I'm screaming
But the other cry was a memory of existence.
Who am I?

I don't have enough
So I turned my nights into mornings.
Unfair life is, I get persecuted all day long.
I work not for one, but two or more
How I wish I had the chance to get back at school,
For now I learned, time was never an inch of today.
Who am I?

Who am I but the a laborer of the world,
I shut down moments in order to grasp air,
Mess was not my name, though rest was a misfortune
Let me, oh let me follow the heart of the Greater One.

My labor was never in vain,
For I salute my Master.
I may be nobody but a simple laborer,
But who I am is whose I am,
And now I know what matters most,
**For my identity was never my entity.
043016

He was a psychopath,
But not like the lead of Sherlock Holmes.
Maybe a scientist,
But his name was not because of Einstein himself.
Maybe a doctor,
Not like Dr. Seuss who's a nature lover.
Apparently, he's Professor X
But he never was laid in his techy wheel chair.

I saw Moriarty
But he's like an agent, sort of a policeman.
He died in a brutal story.
How I wish he was a man as Moriarty himself.

And Mary, she was arrogant
Without a white aura of being a nurse.
She's not a patient at all,
Maybe it's her attitude though.

Harry's hair I don't like.
Sorry, not Harry Styles, I mean;
Remember Hermione and Ron's friend?
Yeah, that Potter sequels I once read all day long.
His a wet-look chap and a hunchback.
And Frankenstein himself tore his life into new,
He fell in love with his co-actor in the circus.
But I see no chemistry in them,
Heights were not good at all.

I wore no veil of movies leaked
But some were simply **bedtime story.
(There're no unfortunate stories,
Every whole sheet was once a torn leaf.
A fraud story; a genuine history.)

One is a digit of love,
One, *a union of two.

If and Choice got married.

If became a single parent
Coz there's no Choice.

Fear and Strength contradicts
While Faith was the youngest
of the brood of three.

If invites both Fear and Strength,
But as always, they fought with tears.
Fear meets Anxiety and refuses Strength.
Anxiety isn't good, for great Fear
turns to be an ocean's bliss.

Strength was accompanied with Courage,
Determination and Righteousness.
Yet Fear was so loud and with Anxiety,
They brought forth Sin.
Pride and Lust, both strongholds of Sin.

The young Faith was bold
And Forgiveness was on her side.
Strength and Fear both got numbered
And tamed by Grace who was a child.

History says that Choice left If
But the death of Choice depends on If.
If knows not that Choice is in her heart,
In the melody of her soul.

If is a Choice; for they're one in heart and soul.
Choice isn't certain without If.
And Fear, Strength and Faith
Don't ever depend on If and Choice alone.
The three of them preferred Independence
And moved into another world --
A new home with welcoming Hope and greatest Love
And History was left untold.

*(end of story)
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