​guardians Of The Engine Room By Chief Engr. Ramer L. Libo-On Poem by Ramer Libo-on

​ With every turn of the propeller, a new journey starts anew, Across the vast and restless seas, carried by a faithful crew.

Down below the waterline, where iron beats like a beating heart,

The Chief Engineer keeps the watch, mastering his noble art.
​In every port along the map, a different face awaits,
With different rules and different eyes standing at the gates.

Some authorities are fair and kind, guided by respect,
While some are strict, and others seek the pockets they inspect.

Yet through the greed and heavy demands, we stand our ground with pride,
Thankful for the honest ones who walk along our side.
Inspection passed, the stamp is secured, another challenge met,

A testament to hours worked in grease, and oil, and sweat.
​We turn the wrenches, wipe the steel, and keep the engine bright,

Ensuring every pipe and valve works perfectly through the night.

We make this vessel run with grace, well-maintained and strong,

Proving to the shipping world where excellence belongs.
​Though sleep is rare and stress is high, and home is far away,
With homesick hearts for loved ones back in the Philippines each day,

We rise above the weariness, we give our absolute best,
Showing the world that Pinoy pride can stand up to any test.
World-class service, steady hands, unmatched in skill and mind—

Proud seafarers sailing far, leaving doubts behind.
​And through the dark and stormy nights, when shadows hide the sea,

We offer up our humble prayers, Lord, to You on bended knee.
Thank You for Your guiding light that cuts through every night,
For keeping every sailor safe until the morning light.