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Learn Social Science Philippines!
Learn Social Science Philippines! Behold our Government
The way we are ruled from past to present
Behold our history from ancient times to colonization
Our struggle for liberty until we become a free nation
Behold our heroes who fought with sword & pen
To uphold our nationhood & rights as citizen
Behold our economy that is both eastern & western
That goes with the flow from traditional to modern
Behold the once small & weak country
Now an Asian Tiger by the reign of Du30!
-09/07/2016
(Dumarao)
*GEN Poems
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Philippines: Feel Happiness
Thousands of islands, thousands of fiestas
Hundreds of colors, hundreds of vistas
Come to the Philippines
And you'll feel happiness!
-10/11/2015
(Dumarao)
*for a poem contest in allpoetry.com
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West is Blue, East is Red, Philippines is Yellow
Go out when the sun sets
Watch birds return to nests
When fishermen end quests
And farmers leave harvests
The time everyone rests
So now face to the West
See and feel where it's best
Comfort is its behest
Blue – wall stars of U.S.
Blue – sea and sky conquest!
Go out when the sun rises
Witness birds begin quests
When fishermen cast nets
And farmers ready chests
The hour of work begets
So now turn to the East
Human faith melts mist
Red – motif of China
Red – worker's insignia!
Go out when the sun's highest
When shadows are shortest
Temperature's hottest
Celestial lights brightest
Festive moment its best
Yellow – Philippine Sun
Yellow – EDSA One!
Philippines – now behold
People – not blue and cold
Culture – not red and bold
Our nation's not that old
New age ‘bout to unfold
Glaring – yellow – sheer gold!
-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
Across the desert’s quiet glow,
where dunes meet towers of steel and light,
stands a Filipino teacher—
lesson plans in hand, homeland in heart,
bridging islands to the Gulf.
In the classroom, lessons breathe
beyond numbers, dates, and rules.
They carry bayanihan in their gestures,
malasakit in every patient pause,
and paggalang spoken softly
through acts more than words.
Maps on the wall show seas apart,
Yet stories close the distance—
of fiestas colored by faith and song,
of elders honored in every greeting,
of a homeland shaped by resilience
and hope that refuses to bend.
In Qatar’s embrace of many nations,
the teacher becomes a gentle bearer of roots,
weaving Filipino values into global minds,
teaching that culture is not confined to borders
but lives wherever it is practiced with pride.
Each day ends not just with dismissal bells,
but with seeds planted—
of identity remembered,
of traditions passed on,
of a nation alive in service.
Thus, the Filipino teacher teaches twice:
once for the lesson on the board,
and again for the culture in the heart—
a quiet ambassador of the Philippines,
standing firm beneath a foreign sky.
Slavery is all over the world
The Filipinos are victims of slavery
We have been slaves by Spaniards
We have been slaves by Japanese
We have been slaves by Americans
Our government are fighting slavery
Poor people, we only have government
What if government is the one oppressing
What happen now, the left leaning
The yellow hardliners, the red loyalist
The Lower House, the Senate are united
In oppression, one in corruption, in united team
Oppressing the people, political persecution
Of Political enemies and peoples of faith
Politician have been blinded by money
Which money of the people, tax payers money
Mainstream media is now fostering fake news
The people are smelling silent dictatorship
The people are feeling silent Martial Law
Drugs, crimes and smuggling are proliferating
My country is going to be an anarchy
My country is going to the dogs
My country is going to the crocs
My people is in quandary right now
God, please intervene the affairs of my country, Philippines.
I love the Philippines
I thank God for all
The beautiful creations
In our country
I love the beautiful beaches
In Palawan, in Boracay, in all
The beaches of 7,641 islands
I love the green and lush forest
I love the festival in all year round
The Sinulog, the Fiestas, the Christmas
I love the food dishes that imbibes culture
From the indigenous taste to Spanish cuisine
To the Chinese teahouse to the Western cafe
Much as I love is my own simple people
The mix of melting pot of breeds: The Filipinos
The mix of cultural heritage we have today
The hospitality and the smile we shared
To all people of the world
As they come to our places
Assured, secured and and well-respected
There's nothing like country as Philippines
The Pearl of the Orient Seas.
Everything is just normal
It's an eat all you can
Buffet restaurant
Eat all you want
Eat how many times you want
Take whatever you want
It's unlimited eating.
Like a hibiscus in full bloom
With vibrant hues of crimson, pink, and gold
So is the rich culture the Philippines hold
A tapestry of colors that brightly loom.
Each petal, as delicate as a butterfly's wing
In the hearts of Filipinos, love takes flight
Their embrace is a beautiful song to sing
Casting warm shadows like a lover's light.
The Philippines is a flower, tender and fair
A hibiscus blooming with grace and flair
With petals as soft as a baby's ear
It blooms with beauty throughout the year.
I have foreboding
My country is in frontline
Of war that's brewing.
Land of the seas and glorious sunshine
Sparkling Pearl of the Orient Sealine
Strategically and truly well-placed
This great country's sun-kissed islands are laced
Lined up with palm fronds and coconut trees
salubrious climate that drives cool breeze
Pearls of Heaven lay scattered in the sea
Are the beautiful islands that we see
Historic past meets glorious future
Modern Philippines is poised to feature
Advancement in science, technology
Coupled with the country's topology
The common man is honest and simple
Hard work and forbearance is the symbol
Tributes to the great hero Jose Rizal
Somehow nation's progress is a puzzle
There are some problems that are hard to solve
But Philipino spirit can resolve
Economic revival it may face
With certain ingenuity and grace
Pearl of the Orient,
the archipelagic goddess of the Sea,
beautiful as the Magindara,
who's siren song calls to me,
her soul is as rich and sweet,
as the chocolate hills of her bosom,
terraces act as stairways to her heart,
where she bleeds of Red Jasper,
her eyes are lustrous and alluring,
glowing like star lanterns and fireflies,
the North Star and Southern Cross,
to my astronavigation of clinquant skies,
she is kissed by the Sun and caressed by the Moon,
forever cradled in an oceanic embrace,
esteemed by the Earth,
and as pure as the Sampaguita.
she is a pendant worn around the neck of our celestial body,
resting nearest to the heart,
its most precious gem,
Pearl of the Orient.
In the heart of the Philippine’s embrace
Is a metropolis pulsating with life
Concrete veins coursing with stories
Unfolding each day within the urban tapestry
Tall buildings stretch towards the sky
Mirroring the aspirations of millions
Each window a glimpse into dreams
A city’s determined and unflappable vibe
Streets are alive with endless motion
Jeepneys weaving through the bustle
Railing against functional dissonance
Manila reverberates with fierce pride
Subjugated by a multitude of countries
History whispers a familiar narrative
From the cobblestones of Intramuros
Throughout the barangays of the metro
A resilient energy takes flight daily
Overcoming setbacks and carving a path
The positive Filipino spirit alive and ablaze
Rising above it all as suns of a new day
I love my Motherland the Philippines--
Land of my birth and of my ancestors;
To her my strength, my heart, and all my means
I dedicate freely without remorse.
Her majestic mountains and emerald seas
Give her beauty wonderful to behold.
Her clear azure skies and soft, soothing breeze--
Balms to once troubled hearts but now consoled.
The blood of heroes that enriched her soil
Must never be forgotten but extolled;
They must be kept even through tears and toil
Their lives--their sacrifices--must be told.
From the fabled hills of Batanes isles
To the deep jungles of Tawi-tawi,
Let our voices proclaim through many miles
Our undying love for our dear country.
CHRISTMAS IN THE PHILIPPINES
Everywhere there's smiling faces
giving and receiving warm embraces
And for a time, sadness disappear
Peace, joy and hope replaces fear.
All because God's love came down
and filled the Philippines all around.
So we celebrate at Christmas time
our Savior and Lord, holy, divine!
In my country, we value our family
It is the greatest gift that we have firmly
Another year is over but we are still strong
Binded by love and courage all along!
There are problems and pains, we have to cope
But the joyful nature and peace give us hope
The love and good health are all that matters
Thanks God for another Christmas Time!
P-earl of the orient,
H-ome to mixed races with
I-ndigenous inhabitants
L-iving
I-nterdependently,
P-rided with rich
P-atrimony,
I-nherited customs and traditions and
N-atural resources, graced by
E-xquisite maiden beauties and competitive human
S-pirit that topples down even the strongest storm.
September 13, 2022
Can't sleep once again because of power interruption. I'm glad I thought of penning this.
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