"WAGES OF SIN"

Life is a rough road for us to conquer
it needs a lot of patient and complacent fear
to overcome life's bungling path
true faith and complete trust in God


But the prince of the world
is too smart and too rude
he wants to be praise as much as he could
and makes everybody to keep away from good


Majority of humans enjoyed being with sin
nothing can compare such naughty thing
darkness really inhabit the earth
we're being raised with sin since birth

But what everybody never knows
is the consequence on what they've shown
we are not being isolated from the lord of death
because the wages of sin is death...


Sinful deeds is where you see here and there
deceitful acts scattered everywhere
every man's heart were covered with hatred and lies
no more space for our Lord Jesus Christ







The wages of sin is death
nobody will ever be exempt
every little piece of sin
can keep us away from heaven

A little drop of deceitful act
will lead us to the wrong path
being with the prince of the world
is a great insult to the Lord.


He create us for a purpose
but seems he never sees the cause
we become evil every now and then
and fooled ourselves with petty sins


We ruins Gods trust and love
continuously enjoy the devils job
but every thing has its ending
and we must prepare for Death is the wages of sin..

Ungodly works now lingers in each of our mind
we never know what is the kind
of wrath that God may give us behind
it is our way to find


Sinful deeds should now be perished
fear in God should be in our heart always
we must not only do the right and the best
for us to be save from the wages of sin which is death...

Now is the right time for us to overcome
all our ungodly works should be gone
we must do the best that we can
and never listen to the words of satan

kini ang akong gang-gang...

“ludhan, pakamatyan ug pakaslan……. (sa Bus ko kini namugna March 26, 2010 Friday, 4:48pm)

Milupad ang hunahuna ko karon, kalit nawala sama sa usa ka tagolilong. Mikuyanap sa akong panumduman ang daw usa ka alimpos nga maoy nagpadpad sa kasakit ngadto sa wanang sa kawad-on. Ang maong katingalahang bul-og sa hurohoy sa usa ka hangin bunga ra diay sa padayon kong paghandom sa usa ka linalang nga gihigugma ko kaayo karon. Sa matag takna nga atubangon ko ang kahayag ni haring adlaw, ang dughan ko ibayaw sa panganod nga puno sa mga anghel nga nag agik-ik ug nagsul-ob sa kalahiang pahiyom. Sulod sa akong handurawan nagduwa-duwa ang usa ka halandong babaye nga maoy nagdani kung asa ko angay muagi, sya nga usa ka minugna nga gialirungan sa mga kasilak sa kaayo ug paghigugma, ang maong linalang nga nagdan-ag sa akong dalan padulong sa kalampusan nga gusto nakong matagamtaman. Luyo sa akong mga pagbakho sya ang mopikpik kanako aron mukawas sa kasakit nga diin ako karon naligo. Ang akong mga pagbangutan ug kasubo iyang gihupay ug gitambalan ang akong mga pagmahay Ug karon nga sya ania na sa akong kiliran dili na gayod ako nya pasagdan. Sa iyang mga bukton akong natilawan ang siguridad nga wala ko pa naagian ,Kalmado akong dughan kay ania na sya nga maoy muhupay sa mga kasub-anan, Sya ang langit ug ang akong paraiso .Kaniya nakita ko ang dapit nga sa damgo ko lang maadto, Iyang kinaiyahan maoy dangpanan sa samaran kong dughan tungod sa kasakit nga akong naagian ug ang iyang pangalan maoy nagsilbing huni sa akong dunggan nga maoy naghatag ug kalinaw sa gubot ko nga panumduman . Dili ko gayod sya ibaylo bisan unsa pa nga bulawan .Ang kabililhon sa iyang gugma maoy akong sumbanan aron dili na magtinalawan. Usa sya ka anghel nga maoy nag-agak kanako aron dili na mahisagmuyo Sya ang gipadala sa labaw nga makagagahum sa tanan aron ako tambalan sa kahapdos nga akong natilawan niining bugno ko sa kalibutan Ang nag-inusarang pangalan nga maoy akong gihalaran Sya sama sa inahan sa kanunay’ng panabang dili muila ug kinsa ang tabangan Angay sya nga ludhan, pakamatyan ug pakaslan kay sya si MARIA nga akong kadangpan Ug sya si LELOU nga akong hinigugma’ng gang-gang Ug ang MARTINEZ mailisan na gayod ug DAGATAN Kay kami mag-unong na man hantod sa kahangturan… Uyon ka ba gang?.....

FEAST OF SAN JUAN IN THE ISLAND OF KAPITAN…..

June 24th 2006 a call for a celebration of feast for Saint John, this is one of the highlight for the month of June where everyone remembers it as a feast for wets and waters. Of course beach lovers never failed to witness the most awaited high tide and to celebrate this feast. While others plan to drop by in most well appreciated beaches we also take the opportunity to look for a piece of adventure during this day.
Our main and only stop was in Bogo, a place in northern Cebu that is blessed with untouched and unknown but fabulous places. Our group was not that adventurous except for planned ones, and this time our main goal is to celebrate the feast and just see some unfamiliar faces in that certain place, without any knowledge of what should we do upon reaching Bogo, our host guy (daut) has this naughty plan of bringing us to a place where we never expected to be such good and daring, a tiny place where beauty is unusual and is very new to our sight. We never have an idea of what kind of place this would be except for certain thought he gives us that we will be roaming around of the so called “ kapitan Selyo” islet. I guess it is not only me who thinks what kind of adventure this islet can give us because each one of us has this bungling mind why we have to travel for 45 minutes just to see the wonder of this islet.

Truly this day is a hallowed one, we travel with great sunlight where rays of sun shower us heavily though waves are not that fine but heaven justly grant us its gift of nature. For the first time of seeing that islet I have this second thought that our host guy fooled us because this is not an islet but a portion of lost ship that was already abandoned, but upon reaching nearly that though were suddenly covered with astonishment! I couldn’t believe that we will gonna spread our foolishness and leave some untamed imaginations on this unscathed and healthy islet. Well, I guess destiny take us there to defy our undying association. When we first take a leap on the smooth, sugary beach of this islet we never stop asking question of how this islet emerge and what is the legend behind this very tranquil and humble place. Again our undomesticated wits begin to speculate, superstitious beliefs transpire and the phase of delight activated! Just imagine an island where parole was being built, it contains a structure of an old haven or a base camp for guerillas during some nation wars. Its western side was being occupied with sandy pebbles and some stingy stones, on the northern part of it contain a part of a rock that was honed by time and nature this part is the perilous one, on the eastern section of the islet is a part of solid sharp limestone kissed within the sea but this is not that perilous compared to the northern section it has some sands and pebbles and some crawling wild plant grow in it, and on the southern part a piece of white sandy yet very affable tiny shore in which all of us enjoy swimming and observing the beauty of this little island. Legend was being told, the old folks believe that this islet is once a ship owned by Captain Celio that was drown and later turns into an islet, in which it is not hard to believe because when you see this islet afar you will really tell that it is a ship but when you’re near you can hardly believe that you’re entering on a very meek islet isolated from civilized world.

We eat, roamed, laugh, and the highlight enjoy ourselves on the crystal like water this islet offered to us. We enjoy the cool and blue color water of the coast, we never mind the rains that blows on the other part of Bogo and its neighbor island. It was really a very happy moment, as expected we cackle on the same endless stories, and laughs on some undying moments that we have produced for the past years. This is the part where we shared each others foolishness, mingle our naughty thoughts and of course puff on each others bloopers. But the dark sides of those cloudy skies awake our senses, thunder began to sounds, the whole island was covered with heavy rains, it seems that we are facing on the dark side of the earth and the only people linger is us on this islet. As if we are the castaway people waiting for someone who deliver us help.
Frightening seconds embark as the shady part of cloud covers the entire isle, a drop of heavy rain showers pours like a piece of snow ball, then the next to happen a full force rain drops, it plaster the whole of the islet that we couldn’t see anything from nearby. Apprehensions come out, I see fright in each features, silly query appear like can we overcome this great rains? The tranquil parts of the isle were change with thunderstorm, rains drops in the water like little pebbles. We are so upset, our pleasure were being replaced with fear assumptions. To secure ourselves we try to lean on the only tree on the islet, imagine a small group of people on a modest tree! We are already wet but still we want to keep away from lightings that most of us feared of. We see some fisherman dock their boats for refuge, waves begin to mount, we are afraid like children in the midst of danger. While some of us continue to blow shaggy dog story, most of us were quite and in peace, I wonder what their thoughts made up. But I believe they’ve uttered silent prayer for our safety because I know even though we are full of foolishness we do still have this religious side that is pure and marvelous (charing!!!!). In the middle of peril we still have the nerve to let fear go, we took the courage of taking our boat out of the islet. With moderate rain and waves we left the islet with regrets. Regrets that we haven’t taken the change to packed the memories that this islet give us. We never had the chance to take some pictures when we are still in the island for one greedy reason: NO CAMERA! So NO ACTION!.....
While sailing upon the stormy angry waves our uncanny thoughts pause for a moment, maybe most of us were busy sighing for some self-effacing prayers, asking our God to guide us and keep us from the pit of danger. That moment I saw shaky strength, this maybe due to some achy rains drop on our body. But thank God we are sailing in safe and when we saw the whole part of Bogo the adrenalin lives again, the mood of silence begun to vanish and it turns into a joyous one, eyes glooms and hopes risen from numb. We surmount the challenge although a lot of allegations rose, it maybe the claim curse that everybody said is responsible for the hard rains mainly for the reason that we are too noisy and irritating that’s why the invisible one who truly lives on the islet poured its anger by showing us precautions of what might happen if we continue being there or is it really a coincidence that this 24th day of June 2005 nature will pour heavy rains for the entire place of Bogo for us to put another story in our pocket to reminisce by the time when we see each other and this time a horrible, memorable yet funny tale to tell.
That was really something to reminisce, an adventure that is full of action and gladness. Kapitan Selyo’s island binds us together building more closeness and reminding us that wherever we go whatever the circumstances may come we still have the guts to face it with a smile.
It is such a great privileged that on this tremendous escapade we have given the chance to be with the most recognized people not only on this land but in heaven as well (bisag ako ra’y nakaila nila). This story will never be realize without the intervention of the so called “bayot buangz”, of course this is headed by Venz, naturally this gul contains a lot of possessions to offer not only mentally but in all aspects of life whether it’s normal or abnormal. Venz is the spice of the group like chameleon she can ride on any topic we want to discuss and will change its color according to the surface she’s stepping into, she has this beliefs that’s gullible but will turn into a comedic segment because of her expressions and sincerity, for further information you can ask this gul and surely you will be pleased to the max. Rochell, well, this gul really make sagacity during our journey to the island, she really make sure she’s in the limelight, making herself loud and dynamic, I wonder she’s the main cause why we encounter such heavy rains during that trip, from refined thought she eventually turns into some ruffled ideas, her somber aspects were replaced by vicious one and her political phase were omitted due to her juvenile but nutty dealings. But the most anticipated person to be with us that trip is none other than Raffae! Guess what! This guy really brightened the day! In the midst of fright still we manage to laugh because of his strange and new-fangled, rare stories we just heard such gathering like this. This guy is highly appreciated because of his splendid dialogue, whenever this guy speaks everyone will surely be attend to the words he will utter. His terms are new to us and of course his tale is singular. I salute this guy for his costly nerve to tell all his hidden experiences, thanks to his story we have this chance to explore his world. And the couples!!! Never mind…. Their stories remain untold; just wait for the right time and it will be unfold. That was the main characters of this short story with the special participation of Dianara and Aga (ayaw na paghuna-huna kinsa na sila!) and the mighty sailors (nga wa ko kaila!), and of course the stunning islet of Kapitan Selyo that turns this tale into real.
And that was a very rainy summer to remember during San Juan in the island of Kapitan…..

"MISTER LOSER!"

He is the Master of his Own
The Ruler of his Doom
The creator of his Trouble
And the disciple of his Principle.

Workaholic as I address this guy
Immature that even a small work can make him cry
A genius in nature but coward in profession
He was being drown by his very own

He was the guy with a magic touch
He can turn lies into facts
An achiever of his own goal
No one can ever break his throne

But the other side of him
Makes him mean again and again
His feeling kills him and puts him in hell
His weakness blows everytime he feel

Worries become his companion
His mind were being covered with dark intention
Self confidence now turns into cowardness
Because he's afraid of commiting mistakes

His pride must always be proud
Everything he did must be recognize by the crowd
He has this fear that makes him weak
And turns him into being meek

Some say how lucky this guy is
Destiny always make him pleased
He achieve hiw own goal of success
And everyone utters him praise

But no one knows what's his going through
All were just lies and merely untrue
Fearsome guy he is now
Full of doubts that never boast somehow.

He is totally in wreck now
The more he own the more he look frown
He maybe wealthy physically
But sad to say he is poor emotionally

He will be consider as the mighty one
Cannot be rejected by anyone
His wit and glamour makes him true man
But his possession never was his fun

Great pretender now I call him
His being were gradually covered with shame
He got lots of glitz but lose the fame
In chaos and trouble he is now living

Today this guy is totally were out of sight
He now surrender the race of life that he can't fight
A man once called a gladiator
Is now a piece of diamond that cannot be adore

An awesome man now becomes ordinary
A wealthy man now becomes somebody
With pride that he always carry
Hope he will realize someday that life is not that easy

Mister loser now they call him
His belongings vanished together with fame
He lost everything he own
And now living with debts he owe!!!

"Katahom Handumon niadtong gabiing Masaaron"

Usa ka gabiing mabugnaw ug mahilom

walay laing kasikas ug mabati mao ra

ang tingog sa mga pispis nga murag

nanagsitsit sa isig kaingon

Ilawom sa dakong kahoy duha ka nilalang ang nag-    abang didto duha ka gugma nga putli ug     walay  sama gugma nga gipanag-iya sa duha ka minugna

kana walay lain ikaw ug ako da.

Ilawom sa dan-ag sa kahayag sa buwan

kita nagpaulipon sa duruha ta ka pagbati

gisaw-an nato ang huruhoy nga kabugnaw sa   hangin

nagkahiusa ang matag gininhawa ta

gipukaw ang nahikatulog nga kainit sa usag-usa.

ug didto atong gipanumpa ang mga gibati ta

uban sa paghuros sa hangin, gipahibalo ta ang

atong gugma sa tibook kawanangan

ang mga saad nga dili angay mapapas

tungod kay gigapos sa duruha ka gugma ta.

Katahom gayod handumon niadtong gabiing masaaron

kanunay nagpahinumdum sa tim-os nga gugma ta

kadtong gabii nga matag oras nagduwa-duwa sa

akong panumduman ug naghatag ug kasadya sa akong dughan.

Hahay! pagkaanindot gayod handumon,

ang mga ngabil mo nga nagsugilon sa mga saad

nga sa kanunay paga handumon ta

sa mga mata mo nga mopiyong sa matag hagwa

ko sa imong mga aping

kanindot paminawon sa imong mga talidhay ug agik-ik

ug katam-is gayod sa mga saad mo nga gibuhian

sa gugma nga walay sama.

Katahum handumon niadtong gabiing masaaron

sa tibook kinabuhi ko ako gayod kadtong dad-on

hantod sa kamatayon

    tungod kay sa maong kagabhion

    akong naangkon ang limpyo, tin-aw walay sabod

    ug hugot gayod.... nga mga saad nga sa walay

    katapusan ako higugmaon ug dili mo pagalimbungan

    ug kabuangan...

"Gwapang Maut"

ambot ug ngano ba nga ania man gyo'y gipakatawo nga maldita

nagtuo man siguro ni siya ug kinsa na siyang gwapaha

nga kon imong tagdon modayon man ug kusmod ang nawong

pagbati na siguro niya nga mura na siya ug si "cleopatra"

apan kon imong sutaon pobre pa man sa tiking walay ngipon

bisan unsaon mo pa ug uyon-uyon

pamatasan nagpabiling maot sa gihapon

abi na siguro niya kon kinsa silang artistaha

naa pay nilaktan arang artiha

kinataw-an pa imoha sarang igata

kon imong istoryahon insulto lang gayod ang imong maangkon

ug imo ganing parayegan mugara hinoon ang buang

kahibulong ko gayod ug dako nganong ingon ani siya mitubo

pobre pa man unta sa langaw nga lakawan

apan ang batasan walay sama ka dautan

pagkalagot ko gayod sa babayeng ingon ani ka maut

maayo ra ba ug anaay ikapang hambog

aron sa ingon kita kaniya mutahod

apan! sus! wala man gani ikapakita maski pangpa gwapa lang unta

pero kusog kaayong mo gara-gara

kay lagi nagtoong siya wala nay sama ka gwapa

ambot lang sa langaw, sa Diyos ako na lang ipang hupaw

ako na lang siyang iampo, ug sa Ginoo ako mangaliyupo

manghinaut nga siya mausab

ug batasan niyang maut sa kalit mo anindot

pangayoon ko usab sa kahitas-an

nga bisan kinabuhi niya nag-antos sa pagka walay nahut

batasang maut mawagtang na sa limot

aron sa ingon magtarong sa iya ang akong buot.