I came from my homeland, the Philippines.
The Pearl of the Orient is known as my place of origin.
The blood of Rajah and Lakan was running through my roots.
Roots that can make heads rise and deserve a salute
Spaniards, Americans, and Japanese are the conquerors of our country.
They occupied our country so harshly and badly.
Gunshots rang out all around.
You will see bloodshed on the ground.
Propaganda was our weapon against the invaders from the past.
But we know it didn't last.
It was gradually superseded by the revolution.
For most of us, that was our desire, because that was the best solution.
Many heroes sacrificed their lives.
But in our minds and hearts, they were still alive.
Many civilians have died.
Our beloved country has been dumped and cried.
Are we independent in this modern world?
Tell me, tell me!
I don't think so; other people's thoughts will not be heard.
Like we used to, our mouths are still shut.
Our fellow Filipinos are the ones who betrayed us before.
Even in modern times, they are still scornful.
They were the reasons why some of us were still lying on the floor.
Even so, there are still people who are helpful.
I once boasted that I was a Filipino.
It runs through our blood to be a fighter.
And that's what you want to know.
We may have failed, but as long as we have a breath, we will fight together.
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PoetryThis is my collection of self-made poems. It was originally written by yours truly. This is a work of fiction and non-fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in these literary pieces...
