Not all heroes wear a cape or fight in distant lands, Some walk beside us, they offer gentle hands. They stay when clouds are heavy and gray, And light the path when we have lost our way. They give us calm when silence feels too loud, Stand by us firmly when life is unkind and proud. They see our struggles and wipe our tears And lend their ears to all our unsaid fears. They celebrate our joys as if their own, Lift our spirits when we feel alone. They do not ask for praise or

A single symbolic piece can weave a silent poem of truth, valor, and nation. Spear of thought ‎blade of tongues ‎glides in the south ‎while swords are out ‎there were extreme bangs ‎ ‎A moment of truth ‎in what caught lies ‎to loose in chains are sought ‎dreaming for own flag to rise ‎a past that still chases all ‎ ‎A victorious act marks the Filipino soul ‎without a cape to end it all ‎full of thought, voiced by actions ‎silenced were screaming the loudest hope ‎and the dec

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