Chapter 2 of 5 · 57 words · ~1 min read

I.

We Filipinos are a noble race, With aspirations soaring to the sky; The love of country glows on every face, And philanthropic love from every eye. The life God gave, we know how to enjoy; If left alone, 'twere bliss without alloy, But these _Americanos_ come along And try to make us think that right is wrong: