When friendship reigns, Neighbourly is the hearts.

With for rooms of my heart,
Dwell and luck not.
A room to shelter, clothe, feed and drink,
Yours in it is honey and milk.
I will never in an ocean,
Allow you to sink.
For i will always think,
The way for us to strive.

-Poet: The Philo Thinkers 3.



Touching their hearts,
They won't bear alone.
Their multitudes have reached the street,
Their worse being to the society.
The wounds of street children,
Who will put off the pain.

-Poet: The Philo Thinkers 2.



You are touching a pen,
The world learned a lesson.
Of all fingers,
You are of higher expectation.
A true representative of human being.
You are waving,
And make things alright.
You are folding,
In fighting for justice and truth.

-Poet: The Philo Thinkers 1.