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Aking pamilya, nagsisik-sikan

Sa parisukat na papag, aming tahanan

Mga balat nagkiskisan, makahabol manlang ng konting idlip

Para sa bukas na kami ay magsisikap

Kahit mahirap, basta may sipag

Saktong pantawid hindi humilab mga tiyang kumakalam

Nakakawala ng diwa

Ang syudad na may kuko

Kuma-kaskas sa tulad naming lagi nang naka-yuko

Pero, kahit ganun paman ginagapang parin namin ito

Kahit na napapako kami sa krus ng mga pangako

Yung tatay kong nagkamali, pilit na nag babago

Ang penitensya, nagpapadyak kahit sunog na ang batok

Hindi magara ang suot, hindi mabango

Pero lima kaming napapakin nya sa kakarampot

Mumunting kakanin, di manlang namin matikman

Agad na sisingilin, pagka’t rekado nito ay utang

Si ate at si kuya ay tumigil mag laro

Kapalit ng barya ang katawan nilalaro

Sa umaga uuwi, nakangiti «ito may kita»

Kala nila na hindi ko pansin, mga luha at mga pasa

Si nanay problemado, di madaan sa paglaba

Mas mahal pa ang sabon ng amo, kesa sa kanya

Sugatan na mga palad, namumula sa hapdi

Inang walang katulad, pinalit lamang sa washing machine

Kahit ganun pa man ginagapang parin namin ito

Kahit ganun pa man ginagapang parin namin ito

Parisukat na papag oh aming tahanan

Kahit ganun pa man ginagapang parin namin ito

Isang gabing tahimik, tila ba himala

Lahat kami ay nasa bahay, salo-salo sa hapunan

Minsan lang mangyari 'to, mahimbang ba ang tulog ko

Mga ngiting hindi pag-papalit sa kahit na ano

Mga pulis na naka-maskara

Pumasok sa aming tahanan at kami ay tinutukan

Pinaluhod at binantaan na papatayin

Kapag kami ay nag ingay, o pag kami’y hindi umamin

Pangalan ng tatay ko’y binanggit sabay tanong

Adik ka ba? (Hindi) Adik ka ba? (Hindi) Adik ka nga! (Wag po!)

Pilit nilang paratang

Sa tatay kong pagod pumapadyak na lamang

Para kami ay itaguyod kahit na gumagapang

Sunog ang batok sa maghapon, iyon ba’y kasalanan?

Mali na ba na humiling ng aming kalayaan

Sa araw-araw na pagkakulong sa kahirapan?

Tila ba bumagal ang lahat

Pinapanood ko si itay na dahan dahang bumagsak

At pag-lapag, pula ang ala-alang pininta

Nang kanyang dugo sa parisukat na papag, aming tahanan

Sabi ng pulis, linis nyo yan

Agad siyang umalis

Mga matang nakatitig lang sa numero

Mga matang hindi kami tinuring bilang tao

Pula parin ang papag kung saan siya namatay

Pulang mantsa na alala ng aking itay

Our family squeezes together

On a rectangular pallet, our modest home

Sweaty skin rubbing side-by-side, just so we can catch a little sleep

So we can struggle on tomorrow

We may be poor but we work hard

Just enough to get by, just so our rumbling bellies don’t feel pain

This clawed city sucks your soul

Scraping against the backs of the likes of us who are constantly hunched over

Despite everything we crawl, inch-by-inch to survive

Even if we get crucified on the cross of promises

My father made mistakes but he’s trying his best to change

His atonement is to drive a pedicab until his nape is burnt

No fancy clothes, doesn’t smell good

But he’s able to feed five of us with a pittance

Just a little to eat but we can barely taste it

It must be paid right away because it’s cooked from debts

Elder sister and elder brother have stopped going to school

In exchange for loose change they sell their bodies

In the morning they come home smiling, ‘here's what we earned'

They think I don’t notice the tears and bruises

Mom has a problem, she can’t make ends meet from laundering

Her employer’s soap is more expensive than she is

Her palms are bloody, chapped red from the pain

Mother without peer, replaced by a washing machine

Despite everything we crawl, inch-by-inch to survive

Despite everything we crawl, inch-by-inch to survive

On a rectangular pallet, our modest home

Despite everything we crawl, inch-by-inch to survive

On a fateful night, quiet as a miracle

All of us were home, sharing dinner

This doesn’t happen often, I will surely sleep soundly

With the memory of smiles I will trade for nothing

Cops in masks

Entered our home and stuck guns in our faces

Made us kneel and swore they’d kill us

If we made a sound, or if we didn’t squeal

They said my father’s name and asked

Are you an addict? (No) Are you an addict? (No) You are an addict! (No)

They tried to accuse

My tired father

Pedaling as hard as he can

Just to keep us afloat

Even if he’s crawling

Burnt neck under the sun all day

Is that a crime?

Is it a sin to long for freedom

From the daily fog of hardship

It was as if everything slowed down

I watched my dad slowly falling

And when he hit the ground, the red memory

Of his blood on the rectangular pallet, our modest home

The cops said, clean that up

Leaving quickly

Eyes staring at nothing but a statistic

Eyes that didn’t see us as human

It’s still red, the pallet where he died

A red stain on the memory of my father

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