RAGE – The Jerks!
Children begging at the streets at night
Knocking on cars till the morning light
People standing in line for a kilo of rice
Welcome to the dark ages, the era of lies
Dreams of progress, of visions gone mad
Mendiola’s still drenched with innocent blood
Demolition men rumbles through smokey mountain homes
Darkness indeed, justice dressed in gloom
But I’ll go not gently into the night
Rage against the dying of the light
Sing a song about this terrible sight
Rage until the lightning strikes
Go not gently, go not gently, go not gently
And RAGE with me
And the names and faces of the tyrants change
But poverty, pain and murder remains
And the voices of truth are locked up in chains
Darkness remains, freedom in flames
May bago na akong favorite song. Kung sakaling makikita ko pa ang mga lumang “slam-book” na sinagutan ko dati..ay babaguhin ko ang dati kong naisulat na fave song dun at ilalagay ko ang kantang ito ng The Jerks. Actually dati ko pa to naririnig pero ngaun ko lang talaga naintindihan ang mensahe and esensya ng kanta. Ang sarap paulit ulitin. Siguro dahil sa mga oras na ito ng aking buhay ay ngayon ko nararanasan at nararamdaman ang talagang nais ipahatid ng kanta. Maraming kanta na ang narinig ko. Pero ito lamang. Ang tagos tagusan at nagbigay sakin ng kakaibang pakiramdam.
At ang pakiramdam na iyon ay, GALIT.
Son Of Rage And Love 