As The bodies sleep, paper stacks.

Manigault gets the shock of his life….What’s he going to do, now?

Lunch and dinner.

Ah, The Miracle of Traffic in Manila.

A policeman directs traffic in the Philippines dance steps – VIDEO.

This poem is about the common idea of "probinsyanos" that working here in Manila means earning gold. Their sons or daughters come here to work as slaves, yet most of their salary is always sent to the province to feed their families and relatives. Unknown to many, living in the province is easier and cheaper than living in the city. It’s just that some of those in the provinces don’t realize it, blaming poverty to God and their parents. It is maybe because they lack education and perseverance, which is why they send their children to Manila to “dig gold”.

This was my personal statement that allows me to admitted to a globally known institution named: De La Salle University (Taft Avenue, Manila)

Warm Welcome Manila. Very nice I see you are from my country that promoted me.

It is a story of the unfair side of love.

A Manila Poet. You didn’t read my praise or have you?