*Can You Hear **Mindanao** Calling?*

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*I pick up the bamboo flute
To hear what's inside
My breath becomes music
The melody melancholic

My soul is lamenting.

Mindanao is calling
She's calling her children home
To enjoy beauty
Of her plains, mountains and seas

To hear the stories of the land.

Songs of Mindanao
Muffled by rattling guns
Keep the rhythm, brave one
Of her love poems, the rhyme.

She is singing, “Kalinaw Mindanao”.

Akoy
2008.01.12**