Umaga at dapit-hapon ay masaya Gabing madilim, maraming nagdurusa Tiwala sa sarili ay nawawala Tila ay tumakbo ang pagkakaisa
Ang away at gulo ay di masugpuan Sikat ng araw at liwanag ng buwan Dilim ng lungkot, sila ay tinakpan Sila ay kinukubli, di mo malaman
Hindi maikubli na wala ito Wala ito, madudulot ay ang gulo Pagkakaisa't wikang dulot sa tao Patigasin natin tulad ng semento
Pagdurusa ang ginagawa ng wika Pagdurusa pag walang pagkakaisa Pagkakaisa, hinahanap tuwina Pagkakaisa, nasasaan ka ba?
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This is the second poem I wrote for that hell-driven competition and yes, it doesn't make sense and I can see why I didn't win. It's a mess, if you really understood it from my language.
Maybe, after all these years, my entries really don't deserve winning. Haha.
That's it. The end.
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