21/09/2026
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Once upon a time, Filipinos lived under the dark clouds. A season so disastrous, a climate of agony. While some considers it "the golden age" in our history, some shared experiences of "hell". These differing opinions divided our nation not only during those times, but until this very day. However, Filipinos knew what they deserve and how to act as one. Our forefathers stood at the front, carrying the torch of freedom. Freedom to live. Freedom to speak. And freedom to choose their leader.
As we remember the days where our ancestors believed and chose themselves, we continue leading the crusade. At the time their hands were shackled, their voices roared. And when their mouths were muffled, they paid with their lives-- a legacy nobody in this lifetime could ever erase.
We shall not disregard the good fruits it may have bore, but so are the resounding voices, hands that helped, and lives that were sacrificed. Over half a century have passed, but a question remains worthy of asking-- have we really freed our nation and ourselves from the ruling of our own demons?
Filipino people remain suffering from the memories of those dark moments. However, we stand where there is light. That light is us. For we hold the future. Where we choose not violence, but peace. Not division, but unity.
While we, Filipinos, do not share the same views at all times, a common principle perseveres and links us together--A BETTER PHILIPPINES. We memorialize not the devastating recollections, but the day when our heroes started their years of battle for freedom against a tyrannical regime.
To a leader who chooses himself over the people. Never Again.
To the Filipinos who, until this day, suffer from the greediness of our own leaders. Never Forget.
Caption by: justiceprevailer
Layout by: Ella
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