I see in you, the beauty of all possibilities
I see in you, the beauty of all that is good
Strive to achieve
Strive to believe
Live the life that you were meant to live
And may you dictate, not be dictated
Tough days behind you, and tough days ahead of you
Neither a prophet nor a psychic
But your belief gives you [...]
Epifanio de los Santos Avenue or EDSA, there is only one image that comes to mind, when that word is brought up. An image of revolution, of People Power. Lately, I’m in the digging mode, looking for the material of the past, mostly written. And on this search, I found “A Poem [...]
A poem by Wilfred Owen, written when he was the commander of a company in the Artists Rifles, during the First World War. Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori means it is sweet and seemly to die for one’s country.
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on [...]
photo courtesy of Parc_cruz
Youth has escaped you, but your light is still bright.
Life will pass you by, and life you will not know.
Keep your hope, this is a virtue.
keep your faith, this will nourish you.
We are free men, these are our unalienable rights as human beings, as Filipinos. Even before the constitution, this was true and it will continue to be so even after I die — after we all die. We are our own stewards of freedom, and as Filipinos we are the rightful owners of [...]
This is a picture by an excellent photographer Parc Cruz. It is a Brazilian child. It reminded me of this street child that I saw in Cebu. I can’t help but wonder what has happened to him. I gave him a few pesos, knowing and hoping he would buy some [...]
Love it or not, the butiki is as filipino as… (thinking)…. (thinking)… pan-de-sal…
Here’s a poem that just came to me while looking up at the ceiling one day.
I think Jollibee needs a break from all that video scandal that it has had to deal with. So here’s a poem that I wrote during a lecture of which i remember little of… I had a deep craving for a Jollibee frosty.. and this poor educator of a man, was way too boring… [...]
The Following poem, I wrote during a brief yet very sultry heat wave near my place here in the U.S. I was wishing for some kind of rain, the kind of rain that’s Philippine in nature. You know, the heavy rain, where everything gets dark, and the splatter of raindrops on concrete and [...]
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Florante’s “Ako’y Isang Pinoy†provides a clear definition of what a Pinoy is and it goes:
Ako’y isang Pinoy, sa puso’t diwa
Pinoy na isinilang sa aking bansa.
Ako’y hindi sanay sa wikang banyaga.
Ako’y Pinoy na mayruong sariling wika.
Loosely translating the lyrics into English, the song defines a Pinoy as someone who is Pinoy deep in his heart [...]
You are of true [tag]filipina beauty[/tag]… a gaze for which only a fool would dare deny… you blend in… and yet, with one look.. the crowd seems to disappear.. and you are the only soul that touch my eyes…Is there a juliet in the Philippines? or can one even compare you to such a fiction [...]
