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  The Art of Malaka  Malaka (Rise Above 'Em) [Verse 1] Jealous cowards try to control! Mean-spirited cloth – cut from the same! Old comments rotting – fourteen years old! Doubling down – you got no shame! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Special Greek word – for scum like you! Malaka! Malaka! Rise above! We're gonna rise above! Vile views – spreading hate and fear! Malaka! Malaka! We ain't taking it – no more! [Verse 2] Who’s next on the list? Indians? Greeks? Vietnamese? Women? Whose next to be cut? Major parties silent – lips sealed tight! Cowards in suits – hiding from the fight! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Pauline and Cory – same rotten core! Malaka! Malaka! Ashamed? You should be ashamed! Hate, division, fear in the air! Malaka! Malaka! We’re calling it out – everywhere! [Bridge] Minorities marginalized – feeling the pain! Unheard, unrepresented – driven insane! This ain’t left or right – it’s decency! Common fucking decency! I’m angry – really bloody angry! How do you get away w...
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Converging Traffic Manila

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Converging Traffic in Manila poem

I am a passenger entering Manila. 

The complexity of the city's carriageways and lanes is both bewildering and fascinating. 

I gaze out, trying to make sense.

Through the web of intricate pathways. 

The traffic is fluid; however, I experience it as chaotic.

My driver remains steadfast as vehicles converge and exit. 

Intuitively understanding this dynamic system. 

Balancing the collective's expectations with our personal needs.

I trust him as he orchestrates our safe path through.


Converging Traffic and Apparition in Manila


I err on the side of detecting threats in ambiguous situations.

Crossroads of the past, present and future


Convergence of Traffic and Apparition
As I sit in traffic, the air in Manila feels thick, with countless engines and people going about their day. I find myself staring out of the windshield, taking in the vibrant scene of city life. Within the chaos, I sought refuge from the uncertain situation. 

Suddenly, amidst the honking and the hustle, I notice a figure. It seems almost ghostly, gliding effortlessly above the cars and people. This apparition feels like a manifestation of my anxiety and the rich history of Manila. It's as if the city's past has been woven into my present reality. 

The figure appears to float gracefully, transcending into a bright future. It's as if this apparition bridges what was, what is, and what is yet to come. For a fleeting moment, I feel a deep connection to the essence of Manila, as seen through this apparition amidst the city's ever-moving pace.





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