Young artists turned environmentalists;
Give them a wall unkempt and empty,
paint brush, splash of sun and breeze;
how the world rejoices but what a pity.
Break away from old tradition the classroom;
Yonder free school the mind and spirit roam.
Frolic rough bane freedom best
the coy bold ugly all to the test
A balikbayan wonders at a fruiting tree,
once a sapling the world young and free.
a story forgotten in the land of the free
at sunset in fading sight and memory.,
Where dreams come from shade and sky
the mind roams boundless and free;
over the stonewall onto the country,
learning best in the shade of a tree.
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