this photo is taken in google image of the Philippine flag in a battleground.
I am a Filipino in mind and indeed
But why leaders are just words
A government that can suck and laugh
There is a family eating less than two
Times a day sometimes no more porridge
Why is it such a steaming dish?
The hungry and eaten by the young hunter
Do the judges and all judges know
Which is worse in judgment than death
That is why you become poor in your own country
Children should play Instead, the flow of sweat and work hard
To earn a couple of pesos
Stalk on your hands and feet softened with sharpness
His dummy arm is not dolled
But one-year-old brother and a glass in front
Helps to buy a loaf of bread in the stomach
Leaders before they die and get sick
In the light of life, you will listen.
Iron and fire casts
Hand in hand and wrapped in warfare
Why is not rich and poor compatible?
In view of the success of the grief and mourning
The same Muslim or Christian soldiers
No matter how much you do not know what to win
There is no winner because we are the loser
Pinoys are inside the casket that is closed
Is it really a curse on the ground?
Promoting respect and love are kept secret
Attach a not sole wing with a limited edge
And there was a lock on their heart
Why so blood flowing?
And peace be upon you all
Is that a story or a question that's hard to deal with?
For each person part of the flag
come on my countrymen and listen
I was carrying news from my hometown
I want to distribute the stories
And events occur in the promised land.
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