November 23, 2009

Rubbing Maguindanao

I'm hurt inside for the Philippines is crying with blood.

Where ever I go the cry of despair is never be forgotten.

I still hear the blood running in every corner of our world.

In America or Europe the cry of blood cannot be wipe with a white handkerchief.

The bloody cry of the Philippines will remain inside me.

Helping my fellow countrymen but I can't even help myself.

Life is so unfair if a man is honest he's the one who's suffering but if a man is an

animal he prosper.

Rubbing the white handkerchief to get rid of the red stain that has been

making the Philippines divided.

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