SONA (State Of the Non-sense Address)
SONA (State Of the Non-sense Address)
Melvin Banggollay
Here comes again in verdant beauty
A woman cradled by many controversy
Whose powerful voice change the history
of the electoral process of this country
sealed upon the movie 'Hello Garci'.
Today as she will anew bewildered many
through her winning smile full of hypocrisy
As described by her mountain of adversary,
She will fill the lower house with her witty
of making promises to capture everybody.
As she made her famous national address
Stressing so many point as she professed
that with her administration, poverty's mess
was captured with some degree of success
though I behold poverty is still at its best.
Lucky we are for we have so far the best
Economist as president with excellent quest
of putting more investment to create unrest
and increasing poverty at its highest crest
with everyday surging increases of oil prices
In fairness, she's indeed a strong woman
worthy for emulation by every politician
Specially those who want to secure their plan
of staying in power to protect their own clan
even if their soul is being counted for Satan.
Though our nation cradles corrupt politicians
Not all our leaders had the guts to fool anyone
Hence, during election vote that someone
With an empowered conscience and plan
To serve with prudence and humility everyone.
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Crisis In Our Economy
CRISIS IN OUR ECONOMY
Melvin Banggollay
C-risis in our economy
bellowing like the sea
put many in jeopardy
even government entity.
R-ise of oil prices everyday
put the world's economy
in the brink of ambiguity
putting many in poverty.
I-nvestment cost is heavy
as few can afford today
to create their own entity
for economic prosperity.
S-top curruption in any way
like stealing people's money
through ghost project today
by politicians of no dignity.
I-nstitute in our laws and policy
Currupting government money
is punishable by death penalty
even just by a single penny.
S-haring of wealth for the needy
be a motto of those somebody
like the rich and powerful family
can save many to die in poverty.
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Poverty: War Of Today
POVERTY: WAR OF TODAY
melvin banggollay
Poverty abound everywhere
Even in paradise of plenty
As long as there are brothers
Who seldom eat sweet honey,
as long as there are sisters
under prostitution's malady,
when children are still under
abuse and exploitation by many
and as long as there are disaster
jeopardizing life and property.
Poverty is a war and disaster
Hounting every nation today
that can't be won by a leader
without the help of everybody
as it is a war arm with disaster
that can only be hurdled with unity,
frugality, thriftiness with power,
economical spending and industry,
good governance by our leaders
with an undying vow to foster unity
peace and cooperation as brothers
among anyone to preserve humanity.
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My Father's Legacy To Me
MY FATHER'S LEGACY
mELVIN BANGGOLLAY
Everyone of us when gone has a legacy
That people remember in one's memory
Just like my Father who joined the Almighty
Leave me a token of his great personality.
My father sacrificed for my dear education
In spite of poverty he gave all the provision
I need to finish my degree and profession
Without any complain or simple hesitation
My father never wanted us to walk his way
Only to finished even just a lowest degree
For he didn't want us to suffer so heavily
The burden of being a child of great poverty.
My father had to work as a student janitor
Cleaning, sweeping and doing other chore
In exchange for a free tuition from the school
Where he graduated with citation and honor.
He showed that poverty is not a malady
When we are truly convicted to be somebody
When we desire to make life better everyday
and when we dream to have a better destiny.
He taught me to be always humble to others
Specially before God who protect us from curse
For those who humble themselves have reward
Not maybe in our earthly world but there above.
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Cha-cha Controversy
CHA-CHA CONTROVERSY
Melvin Banggollay
In the desire of those in power
In my own native land of wonder
People seems to be in danger
As the ambitious political leaders
Are making all means to cover
their curruptions with all power.
My land is crippled by controversy
from ZTE broad band anomaly,
Election frauds in the presidency,
human rights violations everyday,
Currupt political clans and hypocrisy,
Agricultural scams of the century
with joc joc bolante's mastery,
and Senate and congress rivalry
for the impeachment of the presidency
Where the congress seems to display
the power of numbers to dismay
the impeachment of Aroyo's glory
at the expense of the the sovereignty
of the people of this Filipino country.
Now they are deploying another power
with the congress magical number
To sustain the controversial term of power
of the president by amending the charter
of the constitution to a unicameral chamber
which would abolish the senate's power
to fiscalize the congressmen's fury
to enjoy their political machinery
in conspiring with the seat of the presidency
to serve the people or currupt the country.
Their greed for power, wealth and money
keep them so inspired to form conspiracy
even they had to lost their own dignity
as stewards of the people's sovereignty
as guardian's of a just and fair democracy
as trusted servant of the Filipino soceity
but sometimes the blame is not only
among the politicians of this country
but also among the many people of society
who voted them because of their money,
goons, political influences and machinery
and not on the basis of their honesty
and ability and skill to serve with dignity.
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Share A Smile Everyday
SHARE A SMILE EVERYDAY
Melvin Banggollay
What a joyful day we had everyday
If we share a smile to everybody
With just a wink of our eye's melody
to greet somebody without hypocrisy's
with sweet smile of friendship' beauty.
A smile that speaks more than words
that can display one's heart's worth
Without even just uttering a single word
but have already spoken more than
the swaying rhythm of the soul of a man.
Share your smile to anyone everyday
with tenderness to heal pains away
for a sweet smile is a true therapy
that radiates magic potion and beauty
that can inspire a soul to be happy.
Even sometimes life's full of trouble
of bellowing river waving out of order
Smile for it gives your heart the power
To soar and fly like a golden eagle
with vigor and zest to make life better.
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CORY AQUINO, Mother of Philippine Democracy
CORY AQUINO, Mother of Philippine Democracy
melvin banggoollay
C-orazon C. Aquino, popularly known as Tita Cory
A symbol of truth and fearless love of country
that with her charm, she inspired the country
to fight for freedom, to restore our lost democracy.
O-n her desire to fight for justice for her Ninoy
She offered herself to be of service to every pinoy
with an antarnish honor, dignity and unselfish ploy
of serving with prudence, truth, justice full of joy..
R-ighteous was her ways with virtues of prayer
She had exemplified with undying faith forever
To the Living God she adored with faithful prayers
and untarnished service to the Filipinos as a mother.
Y-es, she is the mother of Philippine Democracy
That even upon her death, she inspired the country
to continue fighting for real justice and sovereignty
A legacy she nurtured with undying love of country.
A woman of great virtues so worthy for emulation
Blessed yet she remained simple in all occasion,
In all her ways while serving and healing this nation
from all the pains and evils of every administration.
Q-ueen of the Filipinos truly worth dying for
For she loved this nation will all faith and honor
and with unwavering love to serve with valor,
and justice upholding truth and equality for all,
U-nited this nation for a just and noble call
for the name of justice and fairness for all
that even this may cause her death or downfall
She never hesitated to stand for the Filipinos call.
I-ntegrity of this President is beyond compare
for it was sheltered with faith to serve so clear
as she always acted with prudence only to fulfill
her duties to the Filipinos even times may go uphill.
N-o one could ever be like thee in this nation's history
For you will forever be remembered by all humanity
As a mother of the Filipinos who died for democracy
As a leader with undying love for this nation's sovereignty.
O-n this day, we hail your name with all honor and glory
as we fervently pray for your eternal rest with Ninoy's company
along with the saints, angels and the Holy Mother Mary
As you will be blessed by God you have served so faitfully.
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Welcome To The Cordillera
WELCOME TO THE CORDILLERA
mELVIN d.bANGGOLLAY
Welcome to the great Cordillera's beauty
And behold its mystic land and history
Of people in a land known as the stairway
To heaven with its ranges of nature tapestry.
Welcome to Kalinga, verdant land known to many
As the land of the brave hunters our history,
The land known as the peacock of the country
With their colorful custom amidst modernity.
Here you can fine Cordillera's rice granary
With the best aroma of coffee in the country
Perfectly brewed by hands of genuine beauty
Of charming ladies dancing with gong's intimacy.
If you traverse the highways of Cagayan Valley
You will be charmed by Apayao's serene beauty
Where you can now fine banana based industry
With their growing cassava production in ARC.
You can fine here the cleanest river in our country
From its unexploited forest away from modernity
Where you can enjoy wildlife living in intimacy
As you can see domesticated dear in every family.
Benguet is another source of the land' beauty
Where the famous mines of gold and silver stay
Popularly known as the region's vegetable granary
With its temperate cold climate you can feel everyday.
On this land you can also fine the famous Baguio City
Known as the cleanest and greenest city in history
Known as the city of pines in the entire country
and as the summer capital of our archipelago today.
If you go down and pass along the whirling highway
You can reach the province of Abra known to many
As the bamboo capital of the entire region' today
With their famous bamboo based craft and industry.
Although the land is know for its political history
With famous politicians names making their own story
It is peopled by those who love to have peace everyday
Making the land of love flowing with stream of honey.
When you go west passing the known Halsima Highway
You will reach the only Mountain Province of the country
Where you will be enchanted to behold nature's beauty
Of high mountain peaks engulfed with pine's' great serenty.
You will never leave this land once you sip its coffee
Proven to have the aroma that relieves boredom magically
Being roasted by prudent hands known for their ingenuity
Of weaving products from looms and abaca fiber industry.
When you go south, you'll be charmed by Ifugao's beauty
With its famous land of history during the Japanese occupancy
Where lot of tales of hidden treasure were told everyday
From generations to generations until our time today.
It can not be denied that Ifugao Terraces is world history
With the ingenuity displayed by Ifugao seen today
In building stairways from slopes of mountain's scenery
Without any aid of modern tools like we have today.
If you want to know more and discover our ingenuity
Come to the Cordillera Region and enjoy its scenery
Along with the sweet smiles and warm hospitality
Of its people living in peace for our nation's posterity
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Sonnet: The Magic of Poverty
A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.
’Tis poverty that goads nations do feats;
’Tis poverty that stimulates scientists;
In everything, poverty, wealth just beats;
The greatest men were in poverty’s lists.
And poverty lessens our worries much;
Account to God will be much easier;
Poverty gives the saint a divine touch;
In poverty, poets can fly higher!
Poverty helps to shun worldly pleasures;
A soul in poverty, Heaven allures.
9-14-2002
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Ode To Dir. Matet
AN ODE TO DIR. MATET
By: Melvin D. Banggollay
Many were called to serve the agency
But only few had lead prudently
With a heart so kind and unselfishly
Inspiring us to serve with humility.
A model you were to the DTI Family
For you exemplified a life of beauty
And goodwill for the poor and needy
That inspired you to remain a lady.
Rest in peace we bestow upon thee
Even if you left us so untimely
To join our creator’s den of glory
For you truly deserves His mercy.
Indeed, you’re a woman of beauty
Embroidered upon your simplicity
And passion to serve unselfishly
For the well being of DTI family.
Time may vanish every verdant plain
But your great memories will remain
To inspire us to behold and proclaim
The mission you left to our domain.
Everybody knew you never stained
The leadership that you’ve claimed
For you’re an honor to DTI’s gain
Being a trusted servant so ordained.
Short was your life glory but certain
That its meaning is more than fame
For you nurtured it without stain
And made you’re best without refrain.
Dedicated to the family of the late Dir. Marites Damian, Regional Director of DTI-CAR
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Life, Its Quests
LIFE, ITS QUESTS.
By: Melvin D. Banggollay
L-ife is God’s most wonderful gift
For mankind to love and cherish;
A legacy everyone must not tarnish
To be worthy of this sacred gift.
I n every flame of success we seek
Forget not to honor and proudly speak
The Glory of God in our ardent quest
For by him, we could behold success.
F-ear not for trial that comes bellowing
With fearful thunder that tempest brings
For living is not an abode of joyful tidings
But embroidered with uncertain things.
E-xpect no grace if you’re just there sitting
Somewhere counting the stars wandering
For to behold success one must be willing
To sail in the sea of life bravely sacrificing.
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The Shadow Inside My Shadow
poverty is not my cousin,
is not my lover,
is not my preacher,
poverty is not my brother.
poverty is not my prayer,
or the song that i sing
is not my answer
poverty is not my dream.
poverty is not my teacher,
not the hand that i hold.
poverty is not my anger,
not my spirit, not my soul.
ah! but this poverty is real
it races thru my mind
crashes into my heart,
& leaves me deaf and blind.
poverty is my companion.
the aching cold inside my hollow.
the blow behind my eyes,
poverty is the shadow
inside my shadow.
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My Hungry Belly
MY HUNGRY BELLY
Melvin Banggollay
I write this to once more in memory
refresh my mind of my past history
To inspire those now living in poverty
to have hope to be out of such malady.
When I was a kid I always have a belly
Hungry for food for my father's salary
Was not really enough to feed our family
Though he worked so hard everyday.
He always told me, be patient buddy
God is not sleeping to show us the way
To feed you well to have no hungry belly
if we work and trust in Him faithfully.
When I was in the college, I often envy
My board mate to have eaten well daily
While I lament for I felt that my dear belly
was pulling my intestine without mercy.
As I felt dizzy for I have not eaten a day
I laid in my bed and tearfully asked mercy
For God to touch my aching hungry belly
and fill it with food to keep me alive today.
Then I felt aslept and dreamt of my daddy
Working so hard to support my study
Saying to me, 'son, just be patient today
but do your best, you'll eat all someday'.
I woke up and drunk water for I was thirsty
As if I traveled far to reach my destiny
but deep in my heart, I thank my daddy
for inspiring me sail even in my fantasy.
Then a friend who encouraged me
to join in their evangelical ministry
Sharing God's wisdom to the needy
Gave me a gift, a penny for my belly
That until today I have not repay.
But I vow to share that gift to anybody
to the forgotten, the poor and the needy
For what profit a man If he has so many
But can't have the light of eternally glory.
Poverty inspired me to excel in my study
As my father always told to me repeatedly
'Only your education be my only legacy
I can ever give to arm you to fight poverty'.
With God''s grace, I finished my degree
In spite having sailed with hungry belly
And when my parents saw me on the day
I took my diploma, tears of their joy I see.
Now that I could earned much for my family
I promised not to let any of my children envy
their board mate who can eat well everyday
but them to be sharing food for the needy.
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Politician tricks
something to give, nothing to serve, a loaf of sand,
sharing the same fate in the stage of winning for everyone
wild as you can see, in the grandstand wish to talk
while in the pocket is empty fooling like old gold days,
dreaming like waste in lecture stand shout and laugh that
no one has understand
excellent speaker, in every tongue, they wish to talk,
like no other can't and request that other may not run,
belligerent candidate as the only one, vote not for you to
dismay, too late has already gone, the quest for victory,
give them to envy, even a single vote, seems a hard way
for you to go away, it is their heart that is full of sorry,
proclaiming themselves as the only winner for everyday
same on you my dear friend, rotten smelled fish in
the pond, evaporated like oxygen breath in the sand, heat
and dust land in our lungs, quiz your day dried in the
mockery dance, you'll never sleep the night with out a new
beautiful morning as today
victory gain, victory lost is the same, join together is a
just your call to understand and serve all what you can, for
in every beginning there is always the swing of every hand;
the very date of you, have come to be the number one, the ink
that hold and made you to stand is what makes you a
politician
remember that at this moment all has no enemy to fight, but
all have the ability to curtail the backdropp of poverty in our
own land
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A GOOD LAWYER'S Creed
A GOOD LAWYER'S CREED
mELVIN bANGGOLLAY
L-itigate cases to promote justice
A-dminister defense against injustice
W-ork with prudence in all quest
Y-earn to protect client rights at best
E-xercise due process in litigating cases
R-espect the rule of law in every contest
S-hould not use his/her wit to circumvent.
C-oncede if truth and justice prevailed
R-e file or appeal if injustice had been raid
E-xplain the legal facts for the client's sake
E-xcuse no one in the quest for justice
D-eliver his/her services at a reasonable fees.
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America In Turmoil
this country has gotten out of hand-its time for americans to take
a stand.-we let petroleum prices rule our lives.
and change the way we live.-now its time for the politicians to give.
the same way that the north and south joined forces
to become a nation.
it is time for democrats and republicans to become one.
and help the people get out from under the gun.
unity is what we need right now-but its nowheres to be found.
president bush took the oath-and made this country
his escape goat.
he took ameica to a war that was in civil strife
and had americans lose their lives.
now! he is pulling out the large profitering companies
from a hole that they created.
and used the publics money for their own personal greed.
and then says they're in need.
get rid of the ones who created this mess-let obama take the test.
if this country is in poverty-it is time to be set free.
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Family Reunion 2002
FAMILY REUNION 2002
Melvin Banggollay
B-ond of brotherhood came to play
A-long with a desire to see everybody
N-etworking together as we display
G-reat thanksgivng as one big family
G-eared with a vision that someday
O-ur clan shall behold great prosperity,
L-ong life for our forebears everyday,
L-oving and caring each other till eternity
A-s all of us will always strive to say
Y-es, we can build a strong happy family
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Bohol, Land Of Chocolate Hills
Bohol, land of chololate hills
Melvin Banggollay
B-OHOL, Land of the famous chocolate hills
Cradles the smallest primate ever to exist,
The world renown Philippines tarsiers
That loves to cling upon ruboust small trees
As they stare with their round eyes so big.
O-ver its verdant valleys, I have seen many hills
With wonderful scenery sharing nature's gifts
As they speak to us geographical mysteries
And nature's wonder with the beautiful hills
Scattered around with their perfect cone shapes.
H-eaven I behold when I reach the famous hills
and extend my eye upon the horizon of the hills
For I have seen nature's captivating scenery
of cone shape hills that radiates God's mysteries
And his artistic inclination when he made all these.
O-ver the sky, birds from the heaven fly with glee
As they sing with song of praises as they are free
To soar upon the blue sky as they enjoy the scenery
With a promise that they will never destroy the beauty
Of this abode and sanctuary of nature's tapestry.
L-ove our land and never rape its wealth and beauty
But be stewards of God in protecting all its scenery
with all it creation upon its wide verdant valleys
Like the birds, the tarsiers and other wildlife sanctuary
For our children children to behold these someday
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Poverty In The 21st Century
It’s the 21st century
The media displays it day and night,
Poverty.
Poverty across the globe lies
Poverty cries out from the belly of little boys
Little girls, parents too
Desperately searching for food,
Shelter, clothing, for love,
Companion, for attention
Those with plenty, refuse
To amend, a world haunted by
Poverty.
Is poverty affecting the rich?
Are their poverty the same
As the poor in financial constrains?
For they, too, poverty of love
I see poverty in the learned
I see poverty in those whose
Selfish acts are destroying society.
I see poverty in all level of humanity
The world is still an imperfect place
Yet life is still beautiful, the wind
Blows, we see it not, give thanks
For what you possess, now go,
Help if you can along the way,
Help to eradicate poverty
In your surrounding, widen
Your boundary across your
Country, to nations of the world.
Help to fight poverty, now!
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New Years' Propserity Wish
NEW YEARS' PROPSERITY WISH
melvin Banggollay
P-eace on earth and goodwill to all men
R-esolution of conflict within territories
O-pening new opportunities to all fellowmen
S-ecured health and home against catastrophies
P-rogress of businesses be strengthened
E-quality and respect to basic human rights
R-enewal of ties within families & every brethren
I-ndependence of nation be always respected.
T-ransformation of lives out of global poverty
Y-ou and I shall unite for the cause of Mother Earth
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Women Were Once Popes
Three times a Pope was a woman.
Instead of a man.
Believe this if you can.
These women were cross dressers looking like men.
YES, three women were the leaders living ruling the Vatican.
Of course, each had a special plan.
To get elected to the Highest position of man.
In the Vatican all women were banned.
Crafty women used ways to infiltrate the Vatican's secrete clan.
In religion, women had taken all they could stand.
From men that don't understand women.
Back then, could you imagine being a lowly woman.
And having a High Class man, manually using a fan
With his hand
To cool here off after she ran.
The powerful State the Vatican.
Woman Popes were the most powerful humans of all lands
During their tenure, lacking the correct sex glands.
Arts not kidding about women leading the Vatican.
They, wishing he would shut up of a woman Pope faked as man.
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