23 November 2013
I was born in the waters of the flood
Where the land is showered by blood.
I cried along with the wind of the typhoon
And shut I am in the eye of the thunderstorm.
I was born the the middle of an earthquake
Where volcanoes made my land shake.
I cried along with the people of the Philippines.
My country is a paradise and fires within.
I am born in paradise and many Filipinos too.
We are lucky to have what others wanted to.
I cried because most of us don’t care.
This is our paradise.
A place where others wanted to have a share.
My Hallucinations 