BALLAD OF A MOTHER’S HEART

(Verse Choir)
The love of parents for their children is a strong trait among Filipinos and is
true to the Orient, generally the son is particularly dear to his mother. The
poem which follow relates how forgiving and how great the love of a mother
is for her son although he had hurt her very much.

Without another word, Youth left

The night was dark, for the moon
And went to his mother dear,
was young
And opened her breast and took
And the stars were asleep and
her heart.
rare;
He did not shed a tear!
The clouds were thick, yet Youth
went out
To see his Maiden fair.
Then back to his Maiden fair he
ran.
Unmindful of the rain;
‘Dear One.’ he pleaded as he knelt
Bus his feet slipped and down he
Before her feet, in tears,
fell
‘My love is true; why have you
And load he groaned with pain.
kept
Me waiting all these years?”
Still in his hand he held the prize
That would win his Maiden’s
The maiden looked at him
hand;
unmoved,
And he thought of his mother dear
It seemed, and whispered low;
So kind, so sweet, so fond.
Persistent Youth, you have to
prove
By deeds your love is true.’
And then he heard a voice, not
from
His lips but all apart:
‘There’s not a thing I would not do
‘Get up,’ it said: ‘were you hurt,
For you, Beloved,’ said he.
Child?”
‘Then go, ‘said she, ‘to your
It was his mother’s heart.
mother dears
And bring her heart to me.’
PEACE NOT WAR (Verse Choir)
Boom! Boom!
Blood/, Flesh/, struggle/ and fear.
Surrounding in the atmosphere
If one is sulky,
One is scorned.
If one is not a noble,
One is peasant.
There are crimes, abuses, sex, and
injustices,
And the only thing that rules the
earth is
IMMORALITY.(3x)
Shhhhhhh!(3x) Silence!
For the end may come.
Voices are not made to speak the
truth,
But to shout/ and scream.
But to hide the facts/ and cry and
/weep.
And the hands are not made to
reach out.
But to fight instead.
This is not yet over,
This is chaos. This is what we call
WAR.
It was a day of infamy.
Last September 11, 2001.
When an airplane,
Crushed its way into human life.
The United States of America’s,
World Trade Center shuttered.
Boom!
Tranquility and harmony were
lost.
Their lives were gone in just blink
of an eye.
Mother’s died.
Father’s vanished.
And brother’s suffered.
Living no space but distress,
And pieces of mind and soul.
Guess what the cause is?
TERRORISM! (Repeat many times
then march)
Brought by the power of
indespicable greed.
This is the beginning of the Third
World War,
Or this the featured prophecy of
Nostradamus
Forbid though in this world,
Were everyone is divided by one
That separates east and west
through religion,
And all living creatures that exist.
Came from only one creator
TERRORISM!
Bloodshed,
Showering of bullets,
Bombs and missiles,
Biochemical weapons and death!
The story of why so many human
beings,
Who were victimized and sought
for
Moral righteousness
TERRORISM!
Starts walking on ice where beings
die,
In shivering cold and lose their
lives.
Get out of my life!
I was there,
I was there,
I was there!
Flesh and rage hunting in the 4
streets of United States, United Kindness,
Kingdom, 3
Afghanistan and now Iraq. Respect,
Listen! 2
And you will hear a cry of the Love,
trouble And at last!
of our race Peace…
So now!
Eliminate all your senses, Its peace and wisdom we want,
Talk and you will not be heard. Like a steel pad that serves us on
For your rights are separated from its step
the others, Leaving on its promised land,
Behold for the riches of life were
broken, PEACE, NOT WAR!!
Because we are dreamers!
Stop!
This hatred, hatred, hatred!
You, who did cause for the voices of
the youth.
Youth, who had the right to behold
for the unity,
And the progress for the future
year.
It’s time to wake up!
It’s time to do something.
And the clock is ticking,
And the time will be over and
then….

10
Selfishness,
9
Arrogance,
8
Hate,
7
Injustice,
6
Pride,
5
War,