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Naglalakad Tumatakbo Naghahanap ng susulingan Tuliro Pagod Hapo Walang patid ang pagpatak Gupo Walang-wala Latang-lata Lugmok ang diwa Sira Nakatanaw Naniwala Nagpatuloy sa pagtibok Matatag Nangarap Umasa Walang takot sa bukas Buo -3i

just the few of all the nothings barely can keep a promise attached but not connected truly a battle within sensing the lost of pride keep to hold the thoughts of thy mingled mind precarious memento sacred words but not true hope it'll be shushed into a gush it goes bewildering myths unrivaled calmness so to speak inching closer to darkness clueless hint from demise never be casted by spell or else the rotten will be well don't look with your eyes open shut it and just feel -3i

Facing the same foe from the near past, chained. A chain strengthened by force and authority. Power it is. Power enjoyed by few. A glory sought by most. To rule! Ruling for all the judgement. Consuming all the fame. Ruling like a king. Like a king who stand tall, wave his sword to conquer all. Starting war. Waging war to keep the golden spoon. Keeping all the spoils. Victory! Victory, or is it? Thousands, even billions of pawns, gone. Gone from the rule of the king. Gone from the weary war. At peace. -3i

I'd rather be an imperfect man Than a well-made machine For I am a man who would fight for what I believe And not what a software told me too Being different doesn't make you wrong As long as you believe that you're right And you know the real meaning of wrong But wrong is wrong and never will be right Your works may be evident But never what's in your head They may judge with your actions But never with your heart -3i

There will come a point In the near future's huts That robots will halt Man's actions and bout Machine will overthrow And everyday will subdue The might and ego And the sapiens' sorrow Technology isn't the factor Nor any Engineering endeavor Could make this future Flowing like a pouring rain in haste Not exactly man will never work It's just that man will never be The man he used to And binded he will go Freewill is already not in sight For glory will not be measured in might He will do what is being told To gain some ear that will listen fair To reach a certain height Is to let them have the remote Connected to the cluttered brain And be a robot until drained - 3i

Kanino nga ba napunta ang  piso ni rizal? Sa bayan ba o sa iilang marangal? Na akala mo’y  kung sinong May-ari ng mundo Tila walang nagbago Sa takbo naring bayan Kung sino ang nakapwesto’y Siyang tila hari Nalulunod sa kapangyarihan At nagkakamal ng salapi Wari’y bingi sa tinig ng sambayanang sawi Pisong pinagpawisan Dugo ang naging puhunan Nahulog lang sa balon Ng makapangyarihan -3i Dec-4-2015