duterte

DYNAMITE DIGONG as you are fondly called. 

UNDERSTOOD by Davaoeños, misunderstood by outsiders.

TYRANT to the lawless, a hero to his constituents.

ENVIED by foes and opponents, well-loved by sympathizers

ROWDY may his tongue, ruthless may he seem, he radiates so much charisma

TRUSTED by his friends, colleagues and associates, respected even by the      leftists

EAGLE of Mindanao to his supporters and admirers, soaring at the peak of triumphant glee....DUTERTE!!!

                                                          - joyce venus-

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http://jocelynvenus8881.blogspot.com/2015/12/muster.master.htmlBe careful with what you MUSTER
Because you are heard by the MASTER

                         -joyce venus-

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REAL PEACE can only be obtained
if we learn how to LOVE MANKIND
and SURRENDER ALL KINDS OF GREED

-joyce venus-

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The real essence of love 
Is not base on quality or quantity 
But the capacity of a person to remain
Even when everything else went wrong.

- joyce venus-

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MOTHER

I grew up not a good daughter nor bad

Sometimes stubborn, the reason you get mad

You say at times am a spoiled brat

But you love me no matter what

You nourished me with love and affection

And guided me in the right direction

Prayer is your arm in every step of the way

On my struggles and trials you never stay away

For nine months you carried me in your womb

And continue to sacrifice and cry even on my tomb

You are my mother 

Like no other....

I LOVE YOU MOM!

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MOTHER

I grew up not a good daughter nor bad

Sometimes stubborn, the reason you get mad

You nourished me with love and affection

And guided me in the right direction

On my struggles and trials

On me your advice drills

You say at times am a spoiled brat

But you love me no matter what

For nine months you carried me in your womb

And continue to sacrifice and cry even on my tomb

You are my mother 

Like no other....

http://jocelynvenus8881.blogspot.com/2015/03/pride.html

If a person CANNOT SWALLOW HIS PRIDE,
His PRIDE WILL SWALLOW HIM.

-joyce venus-