HELLCOME (story and poem)

A color to our Flag, I raise a pen and write

I am a poet

I will write millions of poem

As long as i have a paper and ink

My weapon will forever triumph

I wrote with depth in every word i bleed

So heed my very word, dare not to impede.

We plead to forsaken your killing creed

We bleed for your deeds, we begged to be freed!!

I'll use my blood as ink,

The people you once used until their brink

The bodies, the cadaver you left to stink

Your people have suffered and you didn't even blink.

I wrote in sleepless nights to protect the voiceless

I will be the instrument of their suppressed voices

I will write to free the speechless,
until the speechless are their own speakers

How can this country be called a nation ?

If the upper hand gives no salvation.

If one made aggression with faulty accusation

When did "captivation" turns to elimination?

I will write a path for people's way out of this damnation

If writing means end of my life, GO ON AND RAISE YOUR KNIFE!

A nation who turn blind to their people, people who needs them desperately!!

Take no longer if they keep hitting on us endlessly

Take a stand, shout your voice! we will soon have our remedy

I'll write if it sets us free, but know me as one with a legacy

Dreadfully, they give us no empathy, specially when one is in poverty

But those in low level of hierarchy,  they give them penalty

Eventually, we'll rise up and fight if it's necessity

But people please be careful, we are not our own enemy

I wrote with depth in every word i bleed

So heed my every word, do not mislead

Im no against any person, im just protecting my country

I will use no guns nor aim no canonry

As long i have a paper and ink, my weapon will bring us our victory

[ P.s im not dilawan nor DDS i fight for Philippines as a Filipino.]