Oh Philippines, land of beauty and wonder,
How I long to call you my home forever.
The sun may beat down on your sandy shores,
But your warmth and light are what I adore.
The lush greens of your mountains and fields,
The vibrant colors of your fruits and yields,
The kindness of your people, ever-smiling,
All make my heart feel like it's worth the while.
But alas, my dear Philippines, you are not without pain.
Poverty and corruption linger like a stain.
And though I love you, I cannot ignore
The struggles that your people face evermore.
But I will not give up hope, for I know
That together we can make this land grow.
I'll fight for change and work towards a brighter day,
For in the Philippines, I want to stay.
So here I stand, proud and true,
With love in my heart for the Philippines and you.
About the Creator
Marilynn Jameson
Glasgow based writer Marilynn originally hails from Manilla, Philippines. She has a grand vision of art and what it should mean: to sway the heart. She hopes her work sways yours, dear reader.
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