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The 1st Period of the Pre-Spanish Era of Philippine History:
The 3 Races
Thousands of years ago
Came the first peoples into the Philippine archipelago
They were the Negritos, the Indones & the Malays
They came by feet, by boats & by balangays
The first to come were the Negritos
They came into this land by toes
In times when there were still land bridges
These black-skinned people thrived here for ages
The second to come were the Indones
They came into these islands by boats with ledges
In times when land bridges already submerged
These fair-skinned people here emerged
The third to come were the Malays
They came into this archipelago by balangays
In times when Malaysia was ruled by a cruel sultan
These brown-skinned people to settle here had begun
This is the 1st Period of Pre-Spanish Era – The 3 Races
The Filipinos began as civilized people, not as savages
This is the dawn of Philippine civilization
God started the Philippines as a civilized nation.
-05/06/2019
*Periods on the Eras of the Philippine History
I heard it was a ground hog and a raccoon
loud angry screeching and wailing woke us up for the day
the morning is usually a lot more quiet
this is the country
crow hag races toward the fight
if anyone will involve themselves it is her
the rest of us clear a path
she is more forceful than a WWII general
she is wearing an orange cloak today
I glimpse it as she races forward
what is on her head?
maybe a kerchief? someone suggests
We do not put anything past her
crow hag rules this forest and the swamp
an orchestra leader
the bull frog dares not croak without her permission
Baby ghost did not think about what to do
She jumped on Witch’s broom at a quarter to two
take my hat too, said the old hag, lying in the ditch
Fly straight to the hollow tree of the head witch
Baby ghost had never driven a broom
But she flew through the air in a magnificent zoom
She loved the witch, and wanted to save her life
She did this willingly, cutting the air like a knife
The head witch believed baby ghost instantly
She sprang out of a window of that hollow tree
They raced together to save her daughter
Both doing their best, to do what they ought’er.
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The 3 Races
There were 3 great islands in the Orient
Millennia ago, 3 Races here God sent…
First among them were the Negritos
From farthest lands came with bare toes
Second were folks known as the Indones
From not so far they journeyed less
Third were people we know as the Malays
From neighboring nation riding balangays
…And so the 3 Races thrived & multiplied
Establishing a society that made us civilized!
-09/10/2015
(Dumarao)
*Philippine History Rhyme Collection
As religion is discretionary
(not hereditary)
it's like a day at the races
a trip no less and here's a tip
while going through your paces
first check the horses' form
pick your odds-on favourite
as is the norm
from worst to best
(forget the rest)
put money on the nose
and place your bet
for yours to win
not those which show(s)
high-risk is high-reward
on the scoreboard
at the rail(s)
say a prayer take note
it never fails
for a day out big buck
winner's tote payout
and with a little luck
through thick and thin
your horsemanship
will come in
But what about the jockeys?
It's not the stakes, bookies' odds,
or those holding the reins...
it's all in the hands of the Gods.
Watched the steeplechase races at Cheltenham
At the haywall a jockey fell off
His horse though continued to ride
And came first – what a great finish that was.
The name of the horse is Fiddlerontheroof
But the victory was awarded to Monkfish,
Who came second, with a jockey on the back.
At my comprehension, Fiddlerontheroof won.
He did the job greatly, with no commands required
He rode freely and gracefully, knowing how to make it
Showed splendidly what a horse ride must be like
Without the torment of whips and this stupid rush.
Paddy went tae the Curragh racecourse
Bet his all on the favourite horse
Noo he’s back in Kilkenny
Withoot even a penny
Tae cry in his Guinness wae remorse
you can count pennies
you can run races or fight
it's peace that matters
Heidi Sands
2/8/25
(C)opyright
Harmony
Everyone's priority
Calmness yields clarity
Clarity insight to act
In any given situation
Acting without panic or disagreement.
When everything is in tune
Peace is attained
Peace yields wealth
Giving the right mindset
For reasoning and acting
Harmony Unites all races in our society.
Let's live in peace and harmony
When your thoughts and actions
Get in tune
Everything is harmonize
Leaving you amused
Giving you the muse
To live a happy and meaningful life.
Well, the morons are in the race
A little behind but their keeping pace
Running at a close last
I see its the idiots they finally passed
don’t pull your bets: its not over yet
I see the imbeciles sneaking up on the left
Well the out comes unsure of a race finally won
But of the five judges only three have their thumbs
We look to the other judges in the show
Both of them quibbling so I don’t think they know
Now to the contestants to get their thoughts
Who really won and what was the cost?
The moron explains that the sweat their eyes
Prevented them from seeing, but know the judges don’t lie
While the idiot is sprawled-out on the ground
Their number 1 finger never went down
The imbeciles' eyes were lit by his grin
Their only comment was “so I really did win”
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Be ye a Hindu or a Moslem,
black, white or purple color-faced.
To bears you’re very much like chicken
in taste.
The snow is still coming down extremely hard
Snowmen are springing up almost in everyone's yard
Schools have decided to close giving the kids a snow day
My driveway will have to wait,the family insists it is time to play
The snowballs are being prepared for the fight that is about to ensue
The adults versus children, our strategy is rapid-fire , they won't know what to do
That tactic was a complete failure as arms tired so very fast
As to who eventually won the fight, do you have to ask
Next up toboggan races on a big hill out back
Once again disaster strikes we have lost so many races, I have lost track
Our day of family fun has finally come to an end
Oh I almost forgot that driveway I have to shovel still awaits, my aching body I can't pretend
manes plastered down
quarter-horses
put through their paces
lightning-like, whips crack the air
puddles mirror rainbows
sunshine peeks from clouds
hands folded around cash
spectators pray to gods unknown
ONE:
Is our Near East in Asia? Are Israelis "Asians"?
People from India are called South Asians
The same folk in Caribbean are East Indians!
Fancy that: West Indians being called East Indians
STOP: DON'T BLAME COLUMBUS
He simply said, Indios! You say South Asians
But I don't see North Asians, East Asian, or West Asians!
Two (2):
Now, Arabs are classed WHITE in USA
These South Asians are not
I guess Near East is WEST enough
Unless you are bad, bad Saddam - cast out
I means Indians being called anything but!
What gives?
The labelling police got me bad
(At John's Hopkins University way back when
I was a "meek Hindu." I did sue @ JHU)
Jesus made me a "meek" CHRIST-ian
Following the Meek of the Middle East
Holy Land's Meek Moses, man of God
THREE (3)
IN A NUTSHELL
This South Asian is really South African
A nutty situation: I'm not African African
Here they don't use ASIAN, but "Indian South African"
Yet if Whites can be "Afrikaner," why cant I?
I speak Afrikaans
Even pray when i evangelize, in daardie Taal!
Dankie Here, in die Naam can Die Vader, Seun en Heilige Gees amen
Sitting on deck
Sails in check
The sun falls from the sky
So many colors as the sun says good bye
Rocking upon the waves gently as can be
Watched the sun kiss the sea
Over yonder a dolphin keeps lazy pace
Think more for the company than the race
Hearing the waves break against the bow
Never more alive than I am now
Purples orange red and pink
Opens my soul to the brink
Peace does abide
These waves I ride
Far from the rushing tide
Solitude , lonely , yet so alive
beautifully perfect for what I did strive
Looking for peace of mind
Came all this way Just to find
It was in me all the while
Made me smile
Found what I was seeking
Had to head home now for my boat was leaking
No fear
New hope was here
New peace of mind
Myself was who I did find
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