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Bags for Life

By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Apr 21, 2012

Worldwide, an estimated 500 billion to one trillion plastic bags are used every year. Unfortunately, the economics of plastic recycling is such that it costs exponentially more to recycle a bag than to make a new one. Thus, few plastic bags are recycled and most are left to linger on the Earth for the next 1,000 years in landfills and oceans. Yet, it is undeniable that plastics are one of the major contributors in global warming. Thus, to secure our future and our posterity, we must find a solution to the problems that plastic bags create.

How then, shall this problem be solved?

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Tags: environment, green, world, bags, lifestyle, eco-friendly, plastics, garbage, bags for life

Harmony in Synergy

By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Feb 15, 2012

As the sun rises on the vast and repetitive waters of the ocean, it unsuspectingly fails to unveil the abundance of life hidden beneath its waters.

Oceans are not only a source of sustenance and resources but also as a barrier against natural disasters and provide a means to help alleviate global warming.

Near the coastline, along the shores and within reach of our communities abound avariety of marine ecosystems. Some of these work in synergy to provide anatural habitat for marine life. Coral reefs, mangroves and seagrasses live inharmony exchanging mutual benefits and help contribute... (more)

Tags: environment, oceans, corals, seagrasses, mangroves, marine life, seas

Way Back Home

By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Feb 6, 2012

When darkness falls and all was lights so lonely,

A child left torn, yearning for mother’s song.

That grief within his heart will sojourn so long.

Yesterday’s laughter, he can recall merely.

For tomorrow he will face life solely,

In search of the lost home, where he belong,

Waiting for someone to lift him up along,

To feel the love he desire and smile truly.

What people see in him is a mask of mirth,

As after everyone leaves, fadeth to sorrow,

Disguising a lost soul against the cold.

And those lamping eyes hold pains... (more)

Tags: poem, family, love, truth, home, homeless, despair, sadness, going home, veracity


By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Feb 4, 2012


of church bells ringing.


the farewell of a shattered heart.


for restless nights of agony.


of demise dominates the atmosphere.


overflow in the inauspicious gulf.


departs in darkness.


ascends to the heaven for eternal rest.


for the love left beyond time.


of church bells ringing.


the farewell of a shattered heart.


for restless nights... (more)

Tags: love, death, darkness, eternity, requiem, heartbroken, eternal rest, neverending love, lamentations

The Day I Began A New Life

By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Feb 3, 2012

It was one of those summer days in the province when I spent my afternoon looking up and dreaming at the limitless azure sky. “Kayganda ng buhay,” (Life is beautiful) I shouted like a child, waving my arms to the distant mountains and hills. Then I sat down on the ground and sighed with pleasure, fascinated as every young leaf and blade of grass sways in the breeze. Such splendor and peace, I thought.

The exuberance of the day was spreading through the towering trees and symphony of the wild birds flying free. A great wave of tranquility came over, leaving me floating in happiness.... (more)


Going Green for a Brighter Tomorrow

By Warlie Zambales Diaz, published on Feb 3, 2012

The bright azure sky turned into gray and the wind started to blow pitilessly. The rain fell down heavily as if casting all its strength in every city streets and mountains. Soon water started to rise at an unexpected rate and houses were submerged in the catastrophic flood. Murky strong water went gushing as people were trying their best towards what was before a highway. The depth rose up to eight feet and some were swept away by the raging flood. It was like a stampede of mud and water.

Some people gaze at grief to their homes while clinging on a floating tree. The evening was so... (more)


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