The Link, July 27, 2026

By Christian Jay G. Tagaro

Sixty-seven rings are hard-etched in our grain,

Through decades fed by grit, by sweat, by driving rain.

We don’t just stand—we brace, we hold, we anchor tight,

To pull a brother through the thickest of nights.

​Our Project Kapatid is life beneath the skin,

The rugged, vital pulse that lets the work begin.

No branch snaps off when heavy winds begin to wail,

Because the roots are tangled deep; we will not fail.

​With St. Francis at the base, we learn to scrap and fight,

To carry heavy loads and keep the vision bright.

Each grad is just another layer on the core,

To reinforce the strength of those who stood before.

​Though we are scattered out to distant, jagged shores,

We keep the keys to all these worn and heavy doors.

As Sons of Lourdes, we hold the line and we remain—

One tree, one pack, one blood, one unified grain.