The Lost Filipino

Geopoet writes the realism of the political spectrum of the Philippines from the ground of the Filipino masses. It portrays the realistic views of the small people who felt they are wrought of mass poverty as a result of so much political squabbles and bickering both from the top and lowest echelon of their own government. This is their story...our own story and it starts now... Get Paid to Take Surveys

Thursday, April 12, 2007


I was compelled by my conscience to chronicle the recent events in the lives of fellow Filipinos particularly those residing in Partido Area of Camarines Sur.

This summer, events that swarmed among faces include graduation, commencement exercises, guest speakers, and political rallies, prices of basic commodities is silently rising up unnoticed, school supplies are being hoarded anticipating the school days in the next two months, businessmen are trying to make up the days of their losses by introducing a five to ten centavo increase in prices quitely. On the other hand, parents who’ve strive hard to send their children to schools and colleges have been worrying about the future of their graduates, or even confused whether to encourage them to work by sending them to Manila, the city of opportunities, or rather engaged in small-time business venture with an added problem of where to get the capital.

I learned that financing companies are getting into the picture for those who graduate with entrepreneurial degrees; however, the interest is so high than the opportunity to engage in business with greater success. It means that the risk to lose business is higher than gaining out of engaging from it. Of course, it is not true with others. Filipino-Chinese graduates I learned always aim landing a job for a short-live stay and then later engaged themselves to business with the full support coming from both their grandparents, parents, relatives and friends. The corporation law is getting old, I suppose.

Another political impact noteworthy is the sell out of one-vote for high peso bid from the candidates. I learned also that this recent political exercises have caused division within the sphere of the family. One extended family supports the five contending mayoralty bet in our place--- one getting support from its party drawing demarcation line between what they believe is right and what they believe is wrong; what they believe is good and what they believe is bad; what they believe is reliable and what they believe is not.... this will be an unending opinion or even concoction in each arguments they slush from their own very breathe.

No worry... political candidates like to give assurance that they are good, reliable, dependable, helpful, and trustworthy. They will fight for the rights of his voters to hilt of his own voice and career. But mind you, it’s all lip service!!!

This political exercise brought division among friends and neighbors. Political leaders are fighting their own turf above; while their allies are getting into clouts with their own family, relatives and friends. This is despicable! I believe when election comes, what it fosters is unity and respect. But what I can see now is division and disrespect. I think there is a much appropriate place for opinion--- at home, where love, respect, compassion is the order of the day.

But hey!... it’s not true as of this moment! The home now is under the auspicious attack of a divisive political machinery where hatred and chaoes will crumble the family like broken glasses or incubated ice-cracks. Grandfathers and grandmothers, Fathers and mothers, sons and daughters, brother-in-law and daughter-in-law, all are engaging in what I would call “hate-and-smear-driven political campaign hype.” Money talks!... buy them out to convince those who would not come by the sphere of our company or even harass-them-if-you-could or kill-them-when-you-may-have-the-courage thought patterns.

Now I ask: Where is the sovereignty? Where is the sacred vote? Where are we now? Is this the legacy of the old generations before us? If this is so, my friends, help us make this plague be buried in the ground. The new generations of tomorrow will suffer more than what we are suffering now. Could you help us please?

Sighhhhhhh.... when will this end? When will it stops?

I’m sorry to be more emotional. It is just that I can’t help it. Now, I am thinking to start a new crusade... a crusade of RENEWAL and SPIRIT CONVERSION. When can I start?... I just don’t know, but this I assure, it will certainly come first from renewal and spirit conversion of myself! Get Paid to Take Surveys