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Crissel Famorcan Mar 2017
Ang bansang pilipinas sadyang magtatagumpay
Kung nanunungkulan dito,mahinaho't malumanay,
Matalino't masipag,may prinsipyo sa buhay,
Kayang mamuno ng bansa,masigasig na tunay.

Ngunit sa kasamaang palad, di natin ito nakamit,
Kaya mga mamamayan,para bang nakapiit
Mistulang preso nang kahirapan humagupit,
Walang kasama sa dusa, walang karamay sa sakit

Nasaan na ang pinunong inyong iniluklok?
Bakit hinayaan niyang pilipinas ay malugmok
Sa kahirapan ng buhay at magmistulang lamok?
Palipad - lipad o kaya naman ay nasa isang sulok.

Kung minsan ay talagang napapaisip ako
Ano ba talaga ang silbi ng gobyerno?
Para ba mangurakot at magbalatkayo?
At hayaang maghirap ang sariling bansa ko?

Kung titingnan kasi nating mabuti sa mata,
Pilipinas,ilan nalang ang tanawing magaganda
Hirap na mamamayan ang iyong makikita,
At mga batang lansangang kumakalam ang sikmura

Nasaan na ang pondo ng ating bayan?
Bakit naghihirap ang mamamayan?
Katwira'y marami daw pinaggagastusan
Ang mga departamento ng pamahalaan

Isa daw dito ang 4p's kung tawagin
Na tumutulong daw sa mga kababayan natin,
Pero ang nakikinabang,mayayaman lang din,
Sa halip na yung pamilyang walang makain.

Bakit katarungan ay hindi makita
Sa gobyerno ng bayan kong kawawa?
Nasaan na ang mga taong may pusong dalisay,
Na sa bayan ay handang maglingkod na tunay?

Kung ako ang tatanungin,ang akin lang masasabi,
Mga kurap ay laganap at plastic ang marami
Tapat na tao'y kanilang hinuhuli
At pamamalakad nila ang nais mamalagi

Kaya sana sa halalang papalapit,
Yung matitino naman ang ating ipalit
Mga tapat at di manggagamit
At kaunlaran ng pilipinas ang nais makamit..
this guy combs Sep 2014
lately all ive been doing is ******* up, Burning Every thing, seems like with one Touch, soon as i get one person to stop being mad at me, Bam its like another 3 all ready have a Bone they want to pick with me, forever in my mind fighting conflictions of Decisons i never wanted to make, but this world i live in has no intentions of letting me out the Gate, Fate has no Remorse it stands still while you take your Course. we never know how its going to play out, we just happen to be there for it, Rather its bad or good, we there to take it with full stride, you standing there infront of a window thinking whats wrong With suicide, Till you Realize u can go out like that, Maybe its to much pride, Maybe i can get her to see the man i use to Be, Before the scars that time left, and Sheilds that remain Kept high, when you avoiding being loved, u get comfortable with Misery, u wait for bad things to Happen, Acting as if you aint Worried about it, Untill you Face a Sittuation where you can do noting but worry about it, your mind is the first to turn, the min your eyes close, your biggest Fears take over, Main Stage pain plays, and ya heart sings, before you know it, the words that leave your your lips stained, ill do what i can just dont take my Love away, one thing ive learned on this path i seem to walk, you can Avoid love all you want, But it has a funny way of keeping up, it will never show its self untill that unknowing feeling reveals the feeling that it is and turns out it was love its self, so the question becomes what is it i was running from, or was i just hurting my self?
Daniela Sep 2017
All my friends are made up.
They aren't real, they're imaginary.
I wish I can just feel, just hear.
The voices inside my head are causing me fear.
I close my eyes hoping they'd still be there when I open them.
I see the streak of light they leave, wish they wouldn't have to leave...
It is my only happiness but it's false, not reality.
I aspire to improve on my stream of connected thoughts and words. Writing has been something important to me since the beginning I learned how to read.
Veni Vidi Amavi Jun 2017
One day you've come
Then you are gone

Once you say you love me
But Then you said to somebody else

Once you promise you never leave
Then I'm not trust it anymore
Beware of sporty, blood-lusting ***** as pay-by-the-week roomers,
as they are more dangerous than alcoholic, latch-key baby boomers
New Zealand ****** becomes Australian ****** by legal immigration
that is mercifully accommodated by pervert Philip's regal invitation
as Jimmy Saville had proffered necrophiliac help for broken spines
bisecting paralleled courses jibing with England's mystical ley lines
Men with men is homosexy for homosexual men who're ****-gay
when it's McDonald's unofficial Feed the Customers Garbage Day
to stuff diners with McNuggets beneath skies cannibal-Clinton gray
'cause Americans mustn't stray from a corn diet approved by F.D.A.
nor abandon the mathematical unreality of Enron's trollop Ken Lay
whose vacated stench breaks pungently like an alley tom cat's spray
collected on a brown plastic, Dave Thomas-approved, Wendy's tray
or in a Bennigan’s pitcher from an Afghani olympic marathon relay

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