As I felt growingly orphaned while watching the coverage of the funeral of freedom icon Corazon C. Aquino, specifically when the singers started warbling songs, not the newer ones, but the anthems associated with the era of 1983-1886, I realized that the EDA revolution was not only the most peaceful, but also the most musical. Music played a bigger part in winning that revolt than we realized. We were rallied during the darkest of moments and our collective courage nailed to its sticking place by strains of “Bayan Ko” or “Ako Ay Pilipino” or Ninoy’s “The Impossible Dream” or even the “Mambo Magsaysay Song”. And at the moment of deliverance and freedom, two songs rang loudest as the new themes for a new era. And when I heard the newer versions during the final mass for our fallen heroine, I was taken back instantly to the mid-80’s with the first few notes of the songs. So I thought of revisiting the original versions, and I was glad to find that they are available on YouTube.
Handog Ng Pilipino Sa Mundo
Somehow, I wonder where all that hopefulness went. Where we are now, somehow isn’t where we thought we would be, back in the innocence and naivete of 1986. But maybe we still are in a development stage. 23 years may seem long, but for nations’ histories, it could be a mere moment. What Cory gave us was not a quick fix, an instant just-add-water Camelot, a panacea for all our political and social ills. If you expected that, then you will feel that that whole episode in our history was all in vain. I prefer to think she bought us an opportunity to prove ourselves worthy of self-rule. Maybe we’re still finding our way, electing crappy leaders for now, hopefully in order to learn from our past mistakes. Maybe we’re still a work-in-progress. At least if we elect unworthy leaders, it was our choice; we would have deserved them. Cory gave us the God-given right to mess up our own lives. At least we have the freedom to vote crooks and lunatics into office. It’s the freedom Filipinos throughout history fought for. But it’s not too late. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Who knows, maybe we can still live up to the promises of 1986. We won the the right to opt to be either a great nation or a sucky one. What do you say we surprise ourselves? And may we live long enough to see the day when we finally sing a different tune.