Kissed by the sun, scorched by the fire, built in the heat, and yet here you stand. Weathered away by time, disaster arrived when you least expected, adaptation is your nature, and yet here you stand. Crippled by over population, divided by poverty, wealth in adequately spread, and yet here you stand. Refusing to collapse, rebuilding is your forte, reconstruction becoming second nature, and yet here you stand.
Barely surviving, battling through the days, it’s all just a constant war, and yet here I stand. Lost to the slumber, seeking a refuge, it’s inconveniently just a recharge, and yet here I stand. Carrying the world, drowning in responsibility, defeated at best, and yet here I stand. Dancing in the storm, making the best of the pain, divulging a smile just seeking for life to be worthwhile, and yet here I stand.
I’m tired of the rules and the games I have to play. So I made some plans and they are in motion starting today. I have a future, it’s amazing I can tell. I’m pushing this little hermit right out of her shell. Complacent in life, it’s time I adventure before settling down, hoping only to change this town.
The Philippines and I are broken at best, but the sun gets in through the cracks and it keeps out the rest. So I’m eager to explore a newfound nation, and watch as it embraces creation, helping me to expand my own foundation. Yes, I know I’m going to bless this world, but what do they need? Instead they will teach me all the lessons I should heed.
Here’s to new adventures, broken within, here’s to the world I love to live in. Here’s to the Philippines, standing anew, and here’s to me, becoming brand new.