My heart bleeds for my Country

For every teardrop washed by rain,
There's a glimmer of smile to dry it up
For every love and every life lost,
There's a striving heart that will continue the fight
For every pillar and stone broken and crumbled,
A stronger house shall emerge
For every gust and wave of wind
We shall hold our ground,
And sway like bamboo trees

By numbers and strength
The Force of Nature is always unforgiving
But by small steps
Human Nature can change everything

This is called the Filipino Spirit

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bottom imageRomeo Ranoco

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