Tune of Passion

Passion or practicality?

We were born to be hungry. Starve, we were seize upon by life to never be contended-so, we seek for that limerence of hope that maybe... Just maybe, we will be full.

Hungry, starving that initially turns into a burning rage pent up inside of us. Rage-that was what makes us all flawed. Nevertheless, it's what makes us human.

"Mali bang humingi nang himala? na sana ipinanganak akong may pribilihiyo." Patuloy kung hinahagod ang likod ko, habang umiiyak na nakayuko sa harapan nang altar.

To us, who never ask for help, because we didn't have anyone to help us. Para sa mga pangarap nating matayug.

To everyone who was born out of life's hardship, with no backer, no plan b, just ourselves, and our dreams.

"Makasalanan ako." Patulo'y kung idinidiin ang hampas sa aking dibdib, sa bawat salita kong 'ako' dahil makasalan nga talaga ako.

To us, who were cursed by people because who we are is immoral, because god created woman and man to loved.

To us, who was condemned by people to be burned in h*ll, because of who we are.

To all of us, who fought against all odds for the life we dearly want.