Across d deep pot of tears, Wit a mind dat sees, a traumatizd eyez weeps, the tears dat flows Beyound d bank of a sea, Rise d pains, which rols 2 shores of streams where it's pain comunicates in a great alarcrity, wit great stability, Before gaze of humanity. Since d beauty of my community is an integrity in continuity wit d security in stability. The dignity of my community wil b a priority. [MisIndependent]