You lay there, peacefully
in your magical splendor and reverie,
undisturbed for centuries.
Regally towering over the city
like a doting mother to her children
keeping a watchful eye on Legazpi.
Come hell or high water,
you stood your ground valiantly,
offering your greens to every tired soul
that came your way.
Then, one day the evil machines came,
driven by men with evil plans in their heart,
bulldozed their way into your navel
and wrecked your ample breast apart.
Now, you stood there forlornly,
wounded and weeping quietly,
your bosom's scarred and your heart's dead.
Gone are the birds and the trees and your beauty
all because of man's Greed and his foolish quest
of immortality…
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Bill says he is a a bum who writes in his "spare" time.
