An irony it is,
When I say I am not a Filipino in heart and deed
For foreign goods would suffice my need
And all I do is receive and receive.
And to think! that the duty of a daughter of the Orient Isles,
Is loving her country even until she walks death's aisle.
How could I do that?
If I serve with a "But"?
Learning our history,
Should be a long-term memory.
Never to forget.
Never to regret.
Saluting the flag of my beloved land,
Is making my country stand.
I hope I make my country proud,
By applying the values that abound.
Although we vary in culture and belief,
Never will I discriminate for it gives me nothing but relief.
Nevertheless, I am a Filipino and nothing more.
Nothing could change that even if you count to four.
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