POEM 18| Hidden Paradise

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Located along the bluish celebes seaIs the wondrous place of mysteryBut some people misunderstand itas a place of misery

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Located along the bluish celebes sea
Is the wondrous place of mystery
But some people misunderstand it
as a place of misery.

The plaza is cool and shadyBecause of the mammoth cypress treeVery peaceful it looks to meSafe and free from bandits eerie

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The plaza is cool and shady
Because of the mammoth cypress tree
Very peaceful it looks to me
Safe and free from bandits eerie.

This dwelling made my childhood merryA place where my family wanders in its beautiful sceneriesNo pollution, no traffic that would meet your naked eyesPeople are driven by the hope of a bright blue sky

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This dwelling made my childhood merry
A place where my family wanders in its beautiful sceneries
No pollution, no traffic that would meet your naked eyes
People are driven by the hope of a bright blue sky.

This dwelling made my childhood merryA place where my family wanders in its beautiful sceneriesNo pollution, no traffic that would meet your naked eyesPeople are driven by the hope of a bright blue sky

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People there wear enchanting smiles,
The vendors, street sweepers, and fishermen
Many tribes, religion and opinion
But we are united by our vision.

Upon jolting into the age of liberation and complexities,The hidden paradise might be ruined by selfishnessNature might suffer in the hands of our wrongdoings

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Upon jolting into the age of liberation and complexities,
The hidden paradise might be ruined by selfishness
Nature might suffer in the hands of our wrongdoings.

If birds will stop chirping in the mornings,If crystalline river will transform into muddy waters,If sea inhabitants will no longer fit at their habitats,Then we'll realize that we can't restore what's ruined in exchange of money and temporary lash

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If birds will stop chirping in the mornings,
If crystalline river will transform into muddy waters,
If sea inhabitants will no longer fit at their habitats,
Then we'll realize that we can't restore what's ruined in exchange of money and temporary lash.

If birds will stop chirping in the mornings,If crystalline river will transform into muddy waters,If sea inhabitants will no longer fit at their habitats,Then we'll realize that we can't restore what's ruined in exchange of money and temporary lash

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Man is by nature eccentric,
yes it's true
Man is by nature egoistic,
yes it's true
But we must not forget man's attribute of being altruistic
To choose what's right and prevent what's barbaric.

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This poem is all about my Hometown (Kalamansig, Sultan Kudarat)

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