Be the JUAN!

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Luzon: Steps in the portals of my undying fame, A place where a bamboo engraved its name, Firm with her undying beauty, Stays on the heart of its humility. An island with full charms and bliss, Inspired by the three star and suns 8 rays, The cool sweet fragrant hours of mornings, Strengthen by time, melancholy and sufferings. In between ignorance and productivity, Lies a structure called central city, A place where fate had been chased, Civilized with conformity at its base. Thy majestic views of nature, Upholding unique heritage and culture; Not just an island full of festivity, But a temple of kindness and liberality. Luzon, oh my beloved Luzon, Will always be the heart of my nation. Love your moment of fortune and glad grace. This where my flag had been fully raised.

Visayas: This is the island where it all started. Devotion with Christianity had been transmitted. The beginning of fearless ventures, And survived with Gods mercy and grandeur. Two great leaders performed a blood compact, Which in turn stubbed Filipinos on their back. Despite pains, those records will never be erased, From the island where historic events had taken place.

Thy chronicles were in woes and distress, Not until our hero made it for the best. Full shining hours of rich harmony,

Has made a variety of great melodies. Each synchronized patterns of parades, Modify the faces of festivity and breadth, The heat of my engulfing desire and passion, Will bring you into a palace of perfection. Its vast water resources and landmarks, Saves your day from boredom and annoyance. Above all, with fun to be with people, Who lives with extreme devotion so incomparable.

Mindanao: Welcome to the one and only Mindanao. Where Muslims devote themselves to Allah with a bow, Kissing the ground with full honor and pride, Just to let their spirit and soul collide. This is an island of greats, With rich culture, tradition and good traits. The national image of exceptional diversity, But never an image of any hostility. Producers of world-class pearls, gems, and golds, That touches a real beauty unfolds. Youll enjoy your journey so cool, More than Gods, Goddesses and fools. Thy burdens, in turn will be smiles, And love that shall never die. A place not for perfection nor rejection, But a land meant for an admiration. Muslims, they are our brothers and sisters, We are all product of our forefathers. Mindanao- a land of hope and shining race, Complete our life with sere grace.