Ipinanganak na mayaman,
Kakambal niya ang kasamaan,
Tanyag sa kapangyarihan,
Ngunit ang kaluluwa'y nangungulila sa kapayapaan,
Naghahanap ng kalinga't kaginhawaan.

Di niya iniisip ang kapakanan nang karamihan,
Sariling interes lamang ang pinapahalagahan,
Nanunungkulan ngunit puso'y di para sa bayan,
Kakampi niya ang droga't magnanakaw sa kaban ng bayan.

Kung ito'y iyo ng nasaksihan,
Bakit mo pa rin pinipili ang isang utusan?
Na tayong lahat ay kanyang alipin lamang.
Gumising ka kabataan!
Ninanais mo bang matikman ang tunay na kalayaan?
Idilat mo ang iyong mga mata at tingnan ang kapaligiran.

Ano ang nangyayari sa iyong nasasakupan?
Pagmasdan mo ang naka-abang na kasalukuyan,
Tayo'y pinaiikot sa kamay ng kanyang kapalaran,
Maging isa kang huwarang mamamayan,
Upang pagbabago ay maramdaman ng sambayanan.

Iligtas mo ang iyong kapwa Pilipinong nahihirapan,
Huwag mo silang pababaya-an,
Lagi **** tandaan,
Kailangan namin ang iyong tapang at panindigan,
Huwag kang magbulag-bulagan,
Oo! Tama! sa iyo nakasalalay,
Ang tamis ng tagumpay.


Ibigay mo ang tunay na kahulugan,
Salitang-----kasarinlan,
Tiyak! Pilipinas ay di mapag-iiwanan,
Kahit sa anumang larangan,
Makakamtan nito ang inaasam-asam na pagbabago,
Laban Pinoy! Laban Pinay! Laban Pilipino!
Ibandila mo ang iyong tunay na pagkatao!
Ialay mo ang iyong buhay,
Upang tayo'y hindi bilanggo habambuhay,
Huwag mo hayaang tayo'y magiging alipin,
Sa isang taong may puso ngunit-----walang pag-ibig!!!

I still remember her pinay almond eyes and peanut butter smile
even though she was a cracked nut.

I still remember chewing on her whiskey-sponged lips
her Koala cheeks and the Melbourne burn of her voice.

I still remember her throwing fits and things at me
we’ll chalk that up as the hazards of dating a Dominican woman.

I still remember her Grand Canyonized Salma Hayek thighs
as fat and meaty as her spicy Mexican tortas.

I still remember the coca leaf nature of her walk
and the precise coffee of her eyes that kept me up all night.

I still remember her catracha scent when escaping her man
just to lay the blue frosting of her clandestine mouth on mine.

I still remember her swiftly poetic like a Chico Barque song
the Brazilian beauty who netted in my heart a Pelé-size goal.

I still remember them.

𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘺 (𝘯); 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺;
𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘴: 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵, 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳,
𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦

I know who I am
Yet I don't mind being contained inside a stereotype
I'd even laugh with them or crack a harder joke,
if that means with you, I'll get to spend more time.
I know that in surprise of my truth, they will all choke.

I know myself
I've sworn with blood I won't throw my heart so far
like a boomerang that carelessly takes flight,
but I don't mind the comfort of being inside your car
even more so being found with you there late at night.

I know what I want
I chase my dreams daily, men only every two years
And I don't mind the name-calling and naysays
Because what I want can't be bought with tears
and all they'll ever know about me is my name anyway.

I know what I'll get
But if it's you, I'll take what I can and hope I won't need
Even if it feels like looking into those eyes of yours is a crime
Because life before you have been stereotypical indeed
So I don't mind, no I don'tㅡin hundreds of jails I'd merrily do time.

I know what you'll get
And if it's not me, there are always the girls
waiting for you back home
or the ones who anticipates you
wherever you may cross, dock or land
Because I have a feeling life after you
would feel like I've always been alone
But would you mind? If I ask you
to hold me longer and take my hand?

Do we know where we'll get?
If it's not with you and me,
there are thousand other pretty faces and luscious lips...
But can they ever fill the void I've left
and will I never stop thinking about what they lack?
Because I have a feeling there's more to this,
I've never missed anyone's hand on my hips...
But would you mind? If I ask you
to give me another night, will you ever come back?

Sa atubangan sa balay
Kita nagtagboay
Nagkita sa ilalom sa tulay
Didto ta nagdinasmagay
Ug didto gipatay
Hing uli nag-agaay

Pila kabulan ang hing labay
Kitang duha nag-iponay
Sud-an permi ang kamunggay
Hinay-hinay wa nay timplahay
Ug kitang duha nagpinistihay
Mas maayo pang magpinatyanay

Naguol si tatay
Kay giuli ko nimo sa balay
Sugod ato wa nata nag-ambatanay
Puro na ta bungulanay
Gawas sa siplatay
Ako nagmahay-mahay

Wa dyud nasayop si nanay
Mas maayo pa ang magbunlay
Naay matanom bisan gamay
Kaming tanan mangalipay
Kaysa sa mangilay
Kay naay katagbo sa tulay

Ako diay si Badiday
Apelido ko Diniay
Isog pagka pinay
Di kabalo mo tagay
Ang kusog mo kiay
Sa mga problemang lumalabay

We shall overcome the indignities dignitaries hide in ******* City,
as the cost to infidels for their infidelities is the price of Jesus's pity
when mobs turn against them & sanitary measures have gone ******
the major majorities proffer witless witticisms for what I say's witty
for the sake of a fixed *****'s runt puppy & a ***** cat's calico kitty
plunged from the plumbed gateway of George Gordon Battle Liddy
whose secret lifer Walter Mitty never suckled a sweet, Turkical *****
or hot **** east of Angkor Wat with red, new Cebu City pinay ******
as it keeps normal men from gravitating toward the homosexy flitty

Are you a fairy Daddy like Terry Hanratty? No, I'm daddy-normal
& daddy-hormonal. Can I violently tug on your scruffy beard like a
punk who is weird? No, because I'm not the murderous Ted Bundy
daddy college women in 1973 feared. Will you never come home
Daddy & give ill Mommy her Daddy-thrill-hammer thrill? Never!!!
We can't go there & we can do something with boats in our pockets
'cause heaven's God's door for the sum of 6 ***** & mid-leg sockets
that fall under the underlings whose socks are from cotton-sock kits
for high frequency, amplitude & pulse brassieres made to shock ****
of crude gals schtupping **** males in a kettle of ½-stewed whales


Maiden, mother, crone are the 3 stages of femininity, you vaginitis-
plagued *****, so go back to your age-defying goo, you ***** witch
My tranquil inner peace is ******* with my sedate inner harmony a
lot. The Luzon Pinay with 1 eye ain't the mail-order bride I bought.
I ate the moldy bread knowin' full well what's coming, loose guts &
diarrhea = an annoying disruption to pre-diurnal plumbing function
We must take heart that putrefying, dead folks will make, for living
folks, the rightful decision, though not with mathematical precision
I can't wolf Alpo as it makes me howl, bark & **** wayward stray
******* in heat, whelping in the park-lands of Centralia's burnt park

Impose my will upon the willing, hot chicks with bleary vision into
feeling men hungry for lesbian love at its most sike-a-**** thrilling
Let us not breed insane rumors nor self-diagnose huge brain tumors
in the presence of wall flowers, freaks, flits, sissies & late bloomers
I remember when reliable prostitutes were 3 for a buck or 1 for 35¢
but that was in April '95 before we elected vice prez Michael Pence
You sprayed 10 toes with decarbonizing spray 'cause both your feet
were black-coal carbonated before you left for Guam on Labor Day
as your motherhooded mother motherly mothered you to be ***-gay

Take note brown men of the Philippine archipelago! Wild, white men have arrived to conquer (& be conquered by) your alluring, tawny women! Keep a flashlight nearby, instead of a night light. The darker the room the better you'll sleep. Of course, don't drink Coke or coffee, as caffeine is a stimulant. [½ the chance times 2 = full access because teen suicide is deadly for teens while teen suicide is suicidal for teens.] It's murderously wrong to ****** festive homosexuals in Orlando and in other cities too.

Let us kiss and end this brutal fighting, so as to resume hot *** sans disfiguring biting. The time has arrived to forgive & forget, the crime you committed barbecuing my pet. He was a good dog that was faithfully sweet, till you pickled his brains & boiled his feet. For you such things are normal in ol' Saigon, 'cause your **** neighbors eat dog till the whole dog is gone. No one knows and no one should care, how I romanced twin sisters born as a pair. One was happy, the other was happy too. We need a big pillow when big pillows are few. I believe that a man can **** with uncorrupted kindness, but not after urological surgery messed up his straight-line ****. Peeing is always very gratifyingly important, to Mexican wetbacks who can't be deported. So far as I know, 50 dollars still buys a penicillin-chomping ***. Let us pretend that my woman is equal, from her twin peaks to her permanent sink hole. There was an era when wives couldn't vote, nor navigate rivers via river barge or boat. My Mother's generosity has aided & helped, pregnant dog ******* too young to be whelped. A white guy who marries a squaw is a squaw man. A white guy who humps negresses lays down the law, man. Living on food stamps is thrilling, when it's Iowa farmers you love killing. Queer Jesse Jackson's current wife is a well-respected chick, who only pukes, upchucks, hurls & vomits when she's ailingly ill & sick. I love peanut butter spread on her quills thickly, as it makes the porcupine nettles on Sophia Loren's lard *** less prickly. Look at my bowel after it's resected: swollen & green & gangrenously infected. I'd rather die having ****** ******* with a thousand beauty queen Pinay nips than plant a soul kiss on your moody, mean, thin, gray lips. Never will you lie on your back for nothing, as long as you keep tidy your rosebud's muffin. I like you because you are so wild & free, like a ******* who'll perform for 15 to twenty. My beauty is proclaimed by millionaires with money, from Australia in weather gloomy & sunny. I love your hard *** & Niagara splash back, when I'm not under a red alert *** gas attack.

O svelte Pinay Muslima, minister care with the type of nursing that
Omar Sharif, as Zhivago, slipped to Julie Christie when rehearsing
a manualized-attempt modality of Heather McCartney's lip-pursing
that upgraded ****-degrading shipboard oaths & truck-stop cursing
to deflate a John's will regarding 1 *****'s aversion for reimbursing

Money buys women & paves the way for a letcher to get his due so
surrender **** tawny Cebu Isle pinay for the moola I promised you

I say, ***-*** with the prime minister of Norway made Al Gore gay
& I relay that Al F. Gore lives for tragedy to be of an off-world way
on a suspiciously-flat Kansas, 22 hours from my **** Manila Pinay
who never provokes & provocates in ways that shock & horrify me
as she's an ocean away, skirtin' the specifically-pacifical Pacific Sea

Maiden, mother, crone are the 3 stages of femininity, you vaginitis-
plagued *****, so go back to your age-defying goo, you ***** witch
My tranquil inner peace is ******* with my sedate inner harmony a
lot. The Luzon Pinay with 1 eye ain't the mail-order bride I bought.
I ate the moldy bread knowin' full well what's coming, loose guts &
diarrhea = an annoying disruption to pre-diurnal plumbing function
We must take heart that putrefying, dead folks will make, for living
folks, the rightful decision, though not with mathematical precision
I can't wolf Alpo as it makes me howl, bark & **** wayward stray
******* in heat, whelping in the park-lands of Centralia's burnt park

My tranquil inner peace is ******* with my sedate inner harmony a
lot. The Luzon Pinay with 1 eye ain't the mail-order bride I bought.

O svelte Pinay Muslima, minister care with the type of nursing that
Omar Sharif, as Zhivago, slipped to Julie Christie when rehearsing
a manualized-attempt modality of Heather McCartney's lip-pursing
that upgraded ****-degrading shipboard oaths & truck-stop cursing
to deflate a John's will regarding 1 *****'s aversion for reimbursing

Iron breaks, steel bends, my calves glisten in silken hose..."Stop begging me to abbreviate the 'inner groin region' as the I.G.R.! I don't want to do it." Pinay Paradaisical Preponderances ~ Take note brown men of the Philippine archipelago! Wild, white men have arrived to conquer (& be conquered by) your alluring, tawny women! Keep a flashlight nearby, instead of a night light. The darker the room the better you'll sleep. Of course, don't drink Coke or coffee, as caffeine is a stimulant. [½ the chance times 2 = full access because teen suicide is deadly for teens while teen suicide is suicidal for teens.] It's murderously wrong to ****** festive homosexuals in Orlando and in other cities too.

when mobs turn against them & sanitary measures have gone ******
the major majorities proffer witless witticisms for what I say's witty
for the sake of a fixed *****'s runt puppy & a ***** cat's calico kitty
plunged from the plumbed gateway of George Gordon Battle Liddy
whose secret lifer Walter Mitty never suckled a sweet, Turkical *****
or hot **** east of Angkor Wat with red, new Cebu City pinay ******
as it keeps normal men from gravitating toward the homosexy flitty
In delirium, my imaginary friend Stephen made encephalitis a mess
when pittin' concentration against what's scoped as synchronization
as a guarantee to Judgement Day inquisitors that I'll readily confess

My dog begs to everyone with a colon of dog-**** ******* his fleas
in 1 lackadaisical scheme, movementally-frozen in runny ice cream.
He's got a torted bone in him, that's why he's distorted; why mamas
go crazy when babies are aborted; why Billy didn't inhale what was
easily snorted; why revenge is a dream of Iraqi men water-boarded.
I thrill the Pinay natives with manly acts that are horrific yet sordid,
as they include insect thoraxes, coke smoke & floral patterns florid.
As a drunken wife hires her husband to **** a hit-man, I cram Kotex
tampons into my virtual ***** like I got an inflamed prostate gland.
When big ******* attack small *******, medium-sized ******* must
intervene, to help ******* of all sizes & mulatta ******* in-between.
My aluminum ladder is so shaky since I set it on pine-wood blocks.
I better get someone steady to steady it; somebody steadier than old
T.V. mummer, actor & Parkinson's disease-sufferer Michael J. Fox.
God's King of Brutality is back with a colon of indignity & a wheel
made of Paraguayan rubber & Fred MacMurray forkin' flubber. For
fun & functionality, I eat pebbles to facilitate the inner grindings of
my chicky gizzard while fans wonder if **** knew what Liz heard.
Barack better bi-pedal his bias, non-binary bi-*** on a Bison bike to
Bungoma before Banshee ******* bind backward both broken *****.
In our gay-marriage nation, we witness gaseous iodine sublimation,
that lulls scrotal ropes & bowel ducts to afford a surfeited satiation.
I fixed blood-fixated Oprah's little, red wagon from the acid-burned
darker end underneath, after she conceded that critters with tongues
don't have sharp teeth. I slapped the smirk from her evil face before
she bleached 23 shades closer to a whiter race. Earth-cored Negroid
love originates in Liberia, from Liberian neo-pink ****** hysteria.
Quack quack! American doctoring is the 3rd-leading cause of death
in the United States, after 8 **** complaints that hazy Oprah hates.

Are you a fairy Daddy like Terry Hanratty? No, I'm daddy-normal
& daddy-hormonal. Can I violently tug on your scruffy beard like a
punk who is weird? No, because I'm not the murderous Ted Bundy
daddy college women in 1973 feared. Will you never come home
Daddy & give ill Mommy her Daddy-thrill-hammer thrill? Never!!!
We can't go there & we can do something with boats in our pockets
'cause heaven's God's door for the sum of 6 ***** & mid-leg sockets
that fall under the underlings whose socks are from cotton-sock kits
for high frequency, amplitude & pulse brassieres made to shock ****
of crude gals schtupping **** males in a kettle of ½-stewed whales


Maiden, mother, crone are the 3 stages of femininity, you vaginitis-
plagued *****, so go back to your age-defying goo, you ***** witch
My tranquil inner peace is ******* with my sedate inner harmony a
lot. The Luzon Pinay with 1 eye ain't the mail-order bride I bought.
I ate the moldy bread knowin' full well what's coming, loose guts &
diarrhea = an annoying disruption to pre-diurnal plumbing function
We must take heart that putrefying, dead folks will make, for living
folks, the rightful decision, though not with mathematical precision
I can't wolf Alpo as it makes me howl, bark & **** wayward stray
******* in heat, whelping in the park-lands of Centralia's burnt park

Impose my will upon the willing, hot chicks with bleary vision into
feeling men hungry for lesbian love at its most sike-a-**** thrilling
Let us not breed insane rumors nor self-diagnose huge brain tumors
in the presence of wall flowers, freaks, flits, sissies & late bloomers
I remember when reliable prostitutes were 3 for a buck or 1 for 35¢
but that was in April '95 before we elected vice prez Michael Pence
You sprayed 10 toes with decarbonizing spray 'cause both your feet
were black-coal carbonated before you left for Guam on Labor Day
as your motherhooded mother motherly mothered you to be ***-gay