Filling up, then coming down the shore,
Rushing your azure waves in wrath or joy,
Then baring your sand bars for us to enjoy,
Is what you are, I thought forevermore.
But now your waters are clean no more,
Your stocks in doubt and visitors going coy,
To pluck your shells for food or just for toy,
Are signs you are sick , that's for sure.
I hope today, people will realize
the need to manage and restore your health,
through conservation and shore beautification.
If it be so, and plans materialize
You will be clear and resume giving wealth,
being once more an asset of our nation.
Nazario Avila Had
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This picture was taken from the tip of our famed Pantalan sometime in April 2005 when I went home to partake in the Alumni homecoming of which our class of '55 were the Golden Jubilarians.
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