FORWARD THE PAST
“Return me to the moment of sympathetic love”
Neldyjolo
SWORD OF AN ANCIENT ERA
Nelson Singson dino
Return me to the heir
Of the olden times
Return me to the moment
Of sympathetic love
Longed for the pages
Of the time past
You opposed the wavy sea current hardly
Never subjugated
Proof of my love to you
Blood and soul is put at stake
Willing to slip
To the grave
The sword of an ancient era
The longing charm of love
The sword of an ancient era
The sole Alip* as the cause of heroic war
*Alip is the first letter of the Arabic character meaning “the one and only” in the Tausug proverb.
IKOT NG PAGASA
Nelson Singson Dino
Sa paglalakbay ng mundo
Umikot hangang sulu
Minsan magulo
Minsan nama’y nakakalito
Nakakabasag ng ulo
Hindi dahilan
Para mawala ka dito
Sa bayan mo
Hindi hadlang ang kahirapan
Sa iyong patutungohan
Panahon lang ang kailangan
Dito sa bayan mong sinilangan
Isang magandang kapalaran
Nasa sariling bayan
Hindi dapat iwanan ng dahil sa isang
Walang kwentang pangaingailangan
Yun ay pera lamang
Pwedeng mawala sa idlap lang
Ang mahalaga ay kulturat tradisyon
Buhay ito at sang ayon
Sa iyong butihing intensyon
Gamitin ito para makaahon
Huwag limutin ang lumang panahon
Para ang pagasa maipon
At hindi maging ampon
Super Ferry bound for Zamboanga City from Davao City, 2006
MOUNTAIN OF TRUE CRY
Nelson Singson Dino
In my roaming walks
Pampering my worries
Whenever reminded me
Will visualize the past
My love to you
Is God’s teaching
I will be insane
If I don’t see you through the window
My mountain of true cry
Firm your strengths
Tausug is your descendants
Heartily from blood and soul
Because of the essence of love
I promise to swear
I will not bother you
In the defend of the nation
My mountain of true cry
The heart is firm
Even who the opponents are
Will stand defending in the plain
Whenever my fate comes
Because of you, I am prepared
Even to the solid ground
The essence of love will not die
BACK TO ORIGIN
Nelson Singson. Dino
People are commonly different
Symbol of diversity piece
Pure race doesn’t exists
Color and creed are just an identity
Believe only in human history
God sculptured them from clay
People are equally created
Having many opposites
But respecting others’ taste
When everyone is treated equal
Nothing appears but peace in hand
Discrimination, disunity and, suffering won’t be born anymore
Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
10:30-11:00 am, November 13. 07, Tuesday
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COLONIAL WORD
Aliazer Abdurajim
Why thou call us Moro?
Aren't we distinct people?
The Moor and us is one
In faith but not in name
Why thou call us Moro?
Haven't thou found our name before?
How does it benefit you?
When thou call us so
The term Moro is alien
Not from our ancestors came
Deeply rooted in our land
During the Spaniard time
Mindanaons and Sulus are suffice
To portray our heroic past
Cease to put us into trap
The term Moro is not of us!
Sandakan 2007
MUNDO NG BAYAN
Nelson Singson Dino
Mga studyante't titser ang kasama ko
Mag aaten raw kami ng dialogo
Sa bansang na rati naming amo
Ako ay napatingin
Sa mahiwagang ningning
Sa bansang iba ang dating sa akin
Ang mga tutubing nagliliparan mga buhay ang laman
May mga tutubing di kasing laki ng nakita ko
Sa bansang banyaga nadaanan ko
Litung-lito ako sa bayan ko
Sa mga panahon hinaharap nito
Hindi magkasundo ang mga tao
Kawawa nga raw ang bayan ko
Ngunit hindi ito hadlang sa aking puso
Para makaahon sa puesto na ito
Oo nga oo nga
Ang bayan ko ay kawawa
Ng dahil noon ito ay kinuha ng mga taong walang hiya
Kultura’t tradisyon nasa aking puso
Hanggang ngayon pinaglalaban ko
Kahit rati nangibabaw ang kolonialismo
Bansa man ito o bayan
Para sa akin ay pareho lamang
Basta’t may kalayaan na dapat mahalin magpakailanman
Sana aking masagip ang aking panaginip sa tuwing ako iidlip
Bayan ko o bayan ko kahit nino hinda matatalo
Aking isigaw sa buong mundo
Bayan ko ikaw ang mahal ko!
Written in Nagoya City Airport of Japan while waiting for the flight bound for Detroit, USA, April 2006
