Treasure Island

Vanessa Cabrera

(July 31 1987 / Guinobatan Calapan City Oriental Mindoro, Philippines)

08. Don't Block the Drive Way


Don't block the drive way.
It may hard to say,
coz our nation are busy all day.
No attention to pay.

No U-turn for our country.
Economy are burning,
our people are starving.
Education are dust.
Our nature had gone too fast..

Stop the massive distraction
Stop corruption.
Break down the barriers,
which had retarded our national progress.

Don't make the history repeat.
Don't let them cheat!
Knowlegde comes but wisdom lingers.
The future is in our fingers.

-vanessa-

Submitted: Friday, March 05, 2010
Edited: Saturday, March 20, 2010
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