They’re Killing Americans in Jolo now

There is a wave of bombings in Sulu Province. And now, it’s Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos all over. American troops are the target. And this only happened now. This time the culprits employed a high explosive. And the method of delivery was a landmine. Something that is never done traditionally by Abu Sayyaf. And sure enough, quick to the interview, were the opposers of the visiting forces agreement. While the victims of Typhoon Ondoy in Manila are crying, American soldiers are dying in Sulu. What do they have to kill the Americans for? They’re building water facilities for Muslims who need water each time they pray, and that’s five times a day, sometimes more. They’re even helping build Islamic schools out there. They built a disaster response center at the back of the Provincial Capitol Building for God’s sake! Still the terrorists and bandits want them dead. What, for VFA to be kicked out the door? Spare the young and helpful US soldiers assigned there please, calling on our Muslim brothers. The enemy is greater from within (greater Jihad). Those that help bring prosperity cannot be the enemy.  When we were in Sulu, we thought we stepped on a different planet. We were set back about sixty to one hundred years backward!!! Why? Isn’t there an agenda to that?

RISE UP SULU!  RISE!
TAKE UP THE CUDGELS FOR PROGRESS!
PEACE!
DEVELOPMENT!
RISE BROTHERS, SISTERS, RISE!

Tales from the heart….

 

 

 

 

The Dirges From Maimbung

 

 

 

 

Oh!

Oh!

Hooaa!

OH!  OH!  OH!!!!  OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

I came!!!!!!

I caaame!!!!!!!!!!

I caaaaame!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Tears are in my eyes

In my heart, is an elegy

(Read: Thesaurus synonyms funeral song,

poem, dirge, speech, composition).

 

In my own soul, is a requiem

(Read: funeral hymn, hymn,

chant, sad song,

mournful song,

sad music, soulful music).

 

I Moan and Cry.

 

About the days in that shithole,

Sulu Mountainside Resort.

Where we paid 20 million(!!!)

for bed and board, fuck!!!

 

I did something wrong that

put me vulnerable to mosquitos.

Because in my bday suit, nothing

Could shield me from them!

 

We, my crew and I

We were hole!

(Read: Whole)

 

We gave each other Energy.

(Sometimes it was I

Sometimes, it was Angelo until he left

Sometimes, it was Jimmy

Sometimes, it was professor

Who gave around the Red Bull or Bacchus,

Lipovitan or Cobra)

 

 

We gave each other enthusiasm.

We dared not share any sadness

Because there was none!

 

I lament my childhood ways!

Makes me feel like a putana.

Sometimes.

But not this time!

 

I cry over the Passion that drives

The staff of Sulu Mountainside Resort!

Something made them what they are!

I am so wet!!!  Hey!!!!

 

( Snuffle, sniffle )

 

I weep

 

(Read:  expression of grief, dirge, howling, funereal song)

 

We are small in the face of the wilderness

We are small while in this magnificent

vacation tour! Expenses paid for.

(I wish my fee is better.

Did I tie them to a promise?)

 

Oh, would you blame me

If I will have a tremendous

Enormous

Death dealing

Come?

 

Not just mine

But all your prayers

Were answered!

(I was not called zzx for nothing!

Child killer vamp!!! hmph!!! hihihihi!!!)

 

Dear God!  I pray that

The child won’t be abnormal like daddyyyyy!!!!!

God!  no cndms!!!

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!