Revolution
Raise up your fist!
Sing along with your people!
Wave that flag as high as it deserves to be
Rising over mountains and oceans and seven thousand islands
Over a people who are called to be more --
More than who they are
More than what they are
More than they could ever dream.
Breathe in the scent of the people
Whose language challenges oppression and brings it into the foreground
Whose voice resonates within the hearts of all its members
Hearts that remain strong after racism, injustice, hardship, and the burden of being "just another third world country."
Breathe in the scent of the people
The stink of sweat and the perfume of victory
Because we cannot be killed, no matter how much we bleed.
Breathe in the motherland
Every degree of heat and humidity that fuels us
Every blossom and leaf that nurtures us.
Breathe in the motherland and feel its pulse
A heartbeat that throbs with blood that boils and persists even in its darkest hours.
This is our song, our gloria, our hallelujah!
Our ballad of pride, because we... WE are Filipinos.
Not I but we. Not me but us.
We seek to maximize the potential of our humanity.
This is our passion!














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