Newly born
Squeals
Pitifully
A tiny voice raised high
Going nowhere
Confined
Confused
A single spot on the page
Then
It grows
And walks in waves and braves the mapait wind
Shakily on its spindly legs, it smudges the paper
pag-awit its first tune
A tiny tune
Twirling and whirling
It grows taller
And tougher
With every beat of its half-grown heart
It grows
Joined sa pamamagitan ng others
They sing together
A forgotten voice
A reflection
Of Nawawala symphonies
Tooting their trumpets
They stand to attention
An army of discord
Marching forth
Into a brand new dawn
Squeals
Pitifully
A tiny voice raised high
Going nowhere
Confined
Confused
A single spot on the page
Then
It grows
And walks in waves and braves the mapait wind
Shakily on its spindly legs, it smudges the paper
pag-awit its first tune
A tiny tune
Twirling and whirling
It grows taller
And tougher
With every beat of its half-grown heart
It grows
Joined sa pamamagitan ng others
They sing together
A forgotten voice
A reflection
Of Nawawala symphonies
Tooting their trumpets
They stand to attention
An army of discord
Marching forth
Into a brand new dawn