When the green turns red, it is autumn,
when the tanks rolled in.
Choppers and jets patrol the skies as if their own.
But down below,
bodies and souls are blown to bits
and into oblivion.
Elsewhere in the world,
similar events occur,
although not as bad
as what is happening in Iraq.
The Philippines is far beyond such conditions,
unless somebody wants it to.
We must put an end to these senseless endeavors!
To Basilan Marines,
nice hunting!