Missing Francis

Francis Magalona is a man from Manila who well lived his life doing music. He's now gone... at 44 on March 6, 2009 ... hard for his fans to deal with, afterall he has never shown weakness, never shown pain, he's always been a boy with jokes and laughter on TV, with boyish looks who would've thought he's 44! Suffering from Leukemia for 7 mos., he passed on.

I sobbed like mad while watching his kids perform his songs in his memory on today's show where he used to be a regular. I felt for his 8 kids who were obviously missing a parent, but I was in awe for the wife, who is ever so strong with red lipstick on and was singing with the band where she has been back-up vocals for her husband. Theirs, was a close-knit family, as observed by the public, theirs was a marriage that was meant to last. You could see from Pia, the wife ... that she finds her strength through her children and her husband's music ... that even if 44 is young, he has done plenty, especially for the love of his country.

Personally, I do not know this guy from Manila, though Pia is my brother-in-law's cousin, they are the Arroyo's of Bicol ... all I know is... Francis is patriotic eversince he had made music, it's always about his country and how he wants everyone to rise up and help keep the Filipino pride. Hands down for his effort, for it is easy to be patriotic when your country is rich and powerful, but for a country like ours that's stricken with poverty, corruption, deceit and controversy, it's not easy to keep your pride. BUT people like him holds on, people like him never gives up on the future that's maybe why Rap music is his genre, it's fresh, it's hip, it brought nationalism to the hearts of many Filipino youth, who is our country's future.

True enough, that I grew up in his music, that now I can say, we are more proud to be Filipinos, and we promise to correct the mistakes of the past.

Lyrics to one of my fave Francism song:

Kaleidoscope World

So many faces, so many races
Different voices, different choices
Some are mad, while others laugh
Some live alone with no better half
Others grieve while others curse
And others mourn behind a big black hearse
Some are pure and some half-bred
Some are sober and some are wasted
Some are rich because of fate and
Some are poor with no food on their plate
Some stand out while others blend
Some are fat and stout while some are thin
Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most

Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world

Some are great and some are few
Others lie while some tell the truth
Some say poems and some do sing
Others sing through their guitar strings
Some know it all while some act dumb
Let the bassline strum to the bang of the drum
Some can swim while some will sink
And some will find their minds and think
Others walk while others run
You can't talk peace and have a gun
Some are hurt and start to cry
Don't ask me how don't ask me why
Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most

Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world