One, yet divided
What was once identified as one, common identity is now gone. Treasures of the pearl of the orient, divided in culture and environment.
Terror attacks, oh what an aversion! What a cost to get lost in translation. Oh! Sultan cried for liberty, battle scars not a priority.
Evidences of trail of death, a scene that we won’t forget. Dear Marawi wailed in pain, forty years wasted in vain.
Hear me, protect from the wicked! War made our land a battlefield, but our heart will not bleed. Mindanao is ours, won’t surrender in defeat! - Vanessa Colson











