Children of People
The people at the early days
Fighting the foreign enemies
Blood spills never they are ceased
Until the death comes and they are still alive
The people in time is practicing Islam
Fighting in the field with no hiding arm
Even the bitter bullets still sweet like sugar
The tears run telling never in denial
The people never lost in the language
Until the fall of the power of the world
The rise of the children of people
The power of the country will get back once more!
* * *
ANAK BANGSA
Neldy Jolo
Bangsa sin awal yadtu
Imatu ha satru dayuh
Dugu naasag wa’ da nagamparu
Sambil sadja liahad masi masambu
Bangsa sin jaman nagaAgama Islam
Nagbunu’ ha pantayan wa’ kimupal
Misan pait lagtang punglu biya’ da sukal
Anud luha himabal wa’ nagmasukkal
Bangsa wa’ nalawa halaum bahasa
Timu’gum sadja in kawasa dunya
Pagsilak sin anak bangsa
Kawasa sin hula’ magbalik da
The English version above is taken from the poem written in Sinug
Center Point, Sandakan, Sabah
Awal Muharram 1, 1430
December 29, 2008. 3:30PM
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