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=== User: Can you translate the following into Tagalog? ===
Can you translate the following into Tagalog?

Forwarding :

I write this not in anger alone, but in love of country.

I am a Filipino who still believes this nation deserves better. Yet every sunrise feels heavier, because corruption has learned to wear a barong and smile for the camera.

From bottom to top, and from top to bottom, the rot runs deep. Not all—yes, we must be fair—but the painful truth is that the majority of our institutions have been captured. LGUs and national offices alike have turned public service into a private enterprise. What was meant to serve the people now invoices them.

Party-list representation, once a voice for the marginalized, has become an investment vehicle. Put in capital, get a seat, harvest returns within a year. Democracy on installment. Conscience sold wholesale.

We whisper names we all know: BIR, BOC, BFP, DPWH, DOH, DSWD—agencies meant to protect, heal, build, and uplift—now infamous for bleeding the very people they were created to serve. The permits multiply. The “requirements” never end. Compliance becomes a maze designed not for order, but for exhaustion—until you finally pay just to breathe.

Mayors become toll gates. Businesses are milked. Employees are squeezed. Every permit feels less like regulation and more like a legal way to rob in broad daylight, with receipts and smiles.

DENR and LLDA should be guardians of our future, yet too often they become bullies of survival—penalties weaponized, inspections weaponized, environmental concern twisted into extortion. Restaurants and small establishments are cornered, not corrected.

Taxes rise like floodwaters, yet we remain stuck in third-world reality. Where does the money go? Certainly not to the classrooms, hospitals, roads, or dignity of ordinary Filipinos. We pay first-world taxes for third-world results—and are told to be grateful.

Even garbage has become a racket. Private waste management companies win public bids, then quietly demand payment from individual establishments. Pay twice, or your trash becomes your problem. Cleanliness held hostage.

So I ask, with a heavy but hopeful heart:
Where does a once-rich country, now made poor by greed, go from here?
What future are we leaving our children—paperwork, penalties, and silence?

Some media choose blindness. Others choose muteness. Many pretend not to hear. And that silence is the loudest betrayal of all.

This is not a call to hate. This is a call to wake up.
To speak. To share. To remember that patriotism is not blind loyalty—it is courageous truth.

The Philippines will not be saved by slogans.
It will be saved by Filipinos who refuse to look away.
Lets us do our part share this to as many as you can and protect the next generations
#filipinoisitworthdyingfor?