Nancy Binay (Let's Support her)

Dahil may alam sa Pulitika at pagtulong sa masa si Binay, mga corrupt ay mabibitay.
Kay Binay, di ka mawawalan ng bahay.
Kay Binay, walang pera-pera, walang lagay-lagay.
Kay Binay, di lang apelyido ang iaalay.
Kay Binay, walang sablay. Kahit isang butil ng palay, walang matatangay.
Kay Binay, Di na kailangang maglaba ni inay. Gaganda na rin ang hanapbuhay ni itay.
Dahil nanalo siya at di natin maitatanggi sa demokrasya na wala tayong kamalay-malay.

Nag OJT siya sa kanyang magulang, na sapat para manungkulan sa isang bansang maraming kakulangan.
Isa man siya sa magpapasa ng kalunasan, sana alam niya ang bawat pangungusap na kanyang bibitawan,
Hindi naman na sa siya ang inaasahan; pero sana, nasa tama siyang kaisipan.
Na ang tungkulin niya ay nasa taong bayan, wala sa stratehiya ng pulitika or pansariling kapakanan.

Pero siya si Binay,
sana mali lahat ng aking naiwalay at nasa taong bayan ang kanyang pakay

The Evil we Fear.

There exist an exaggerated execution everyone ejects
We enclose it for the excuse that it might endanger an entity or everyone.
We engage in examining our examples and enquiring our moral encyclopedia.
For we are equivocal if we are exercising the exceptionally excellent for everyone - or not.
For the exquisite edge between equality and evil is established in a viewer's eye.

We encourage events for egotistical, esurient and envious excuses.
We do things for extravagant extroverted exuberance.

The embezzler, the easy-mark,
or the empty handed - who's ewer is expanded from Robinhood's endowment
Entrusting on one's eye,
The event executed can be eyed as excellent
or
Evil.

Concentrated Conspiracy of Craze

We all come to life to life at cockcrow and conceive...
'I'll commence and conclude the current as common, customary and conventional,
A cup of coffee, a commute to my college and career.
Carry out circadian certainties and character,
then casually cease to comfortable consciousness-less and calmness.'

But centered in our core, come about a concern we consistently covet.
To cruise the cosmos close to a Caol Ila
Chase ciphers in the clouds while catching Cascada in our cognizance.
Concenter caviar in our crown and clobber the chief of churches.
Or conveniently cease our commitments
And constitute our choices

For the collective customs and commonalities we carry out,
Centered in our core, we crave Crazy.

Appreciate.

Freedom of a Fool.

A faith we fancy is that freedom is fabricated and forged for us by our forefathers who fought and forced their foes to forfeit their feud. They fended fiercely and defended fearlessly a fictionalized fact, freedom, filtered with fire and flame. A few fell to be famed fellows of the future while a fraction of the fraternity are farewelled faceless.

All those frigid flashback brought-forth what we framed and fantasized as freewill and forbade freaks to falsify our fascination.

It all falters as we fathom that freedom didn't fade ,but w/o a fons-et-ergo, a foolish fairytale foretold for us to falsely follow a formula for the foremen to fortify the fake façade of freedom while we flounder and they float.

And if we flush and fracture their folderol, we are flagged as flagitious, frauds and fellons.
For the feasibility of freedom is a mere Fuckin Fuckery.