Treasure Island

Antonio Liao

(november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

I am a FILIPINO


Malay is my race, build like
a warrior whose body and shape
ripen my strength to any battle
to protect the native land

live in a simple and fashionable
style amongst neighbor in Asia,
respected and love by the people
who share the common vision of
what is Life

thou blood shattered in every
canon and sword, the flesh conquer
the journey to live in the shield
of independent nation of the
South East countries

our home has always allure other
to walk and find life, a Paradise
to live, abundantly the sweat and
sweet mixed with passion makes the
land a great home to live on

brave as we are honest
and peace loving as we do, yet the
greatness of our smile makes the world
goes round

I am proud to be a FILIPINO

Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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