A Hero’s Weep

In a world where inequality is dominant, it has been unsurprising to see people turn a blind eye to the one who are awfully in need of attention and awareness, on the contrary, it’s difficult to forget what you have perceived especially when it is far away more than what you can control and nobody seems to listen to the cry of help.

The songs are engaging to hear; with hindsight, these are eye-openers. In a blink of an eye, people are moving across the countries, serving another land, taking care of another’s child, wiping their dirt off, and sacrificing half of their existence for their families. We have not noticed it because these unjust things have been systematized in our country to be normal. We refused to see the actuality because we made it feel comfortable and deluxe to ride a plane and land in another country to be a slave in exchange for a cash more valuable than ours. But, who’ve heard about the weep of these heroes?

We only have a limited life. It is more disheartening than it sounds but people had to put away their dreams, leave their families, and hold a knife while on a blindfold just to guarantee a better status of life to their loved ones. Filipinos are smart, hardworking, and excellent individuals but not everyone has the privilege to manifest and prove these because the ones holding the positions are just delighted of the power that they have, with their sole political interest, and never of the compassion to serve and provide the citizens with equitable opportunities and support.

People glorified the wrong names. Amid the pandemic, the bigger picture abruptly comes out. As hard as it can be taken, our country now lacks medical professionals which are extremely needed to control the health crisis because most of them have flown and now working in the foreign land. We burn the midnight oil to pursue our education but even a tertiary diploma can’t keep us all in our own country.

Nonetheless, we can’t blame them for being a hero – for standing up on a cracked shell just to pull away their family from hunger or to let their family achieve their thrown-away dream; we blame the system for not heeding to the needs of its people. Glittering the sorrow of the workers as perseverance has to stop too. Most of them were left with no choice, but they had a hope greater than their fear and it is a definition of bravery.

If our nation is has tried to identify where we made mistakes and we’re still placed in a position worse than before then there’s no reason to stop trying. We have the right to demand action and accountability. These songs open the minds and widens the perspective. Not because we aren’t affected with the wrong doesn’t mean we sit still and watch others experience the burden. We have the capability to make a change, enhance our outlook, influence the community, and help those whose silence cannot be heard.

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