Down in the scorching heat,
I saw a farmer defending it's beat
There is sadness but power in their eyes
There is grip when holding their sign
Those hands that planted our rice
Them fairness of hands they sacrifice
From their strength comes our food
From their efforts holds our life
The hulled rice grains they labored upon
From whom where your life strictly begun
To where and why should it be,
Your laws and rules, when it's planted by me?
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02/11/22
Writer's note:
Made to honor, salute and commemorate the sacrifices and sufferings of farmers who are directly affected by the Rice Tariffication Law (RTL) in the Philippines.
