When the going gets tough
Every crossing is rough;
No calm weather in sight,
Each week a typhoon's might
Enters our country's isles,
Drowning lowlands for miles.
Young crops unharvested,
Old dikes devastated.
Unscathed, only a lucky few...
Grieve not, Pinoys will start anew.
Overdue halcyon days, please come soon;
Drive away storm clouds and our wet monsoon!
(This acrostic was blown in by the recent typhoons in the Philippines.)
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