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fiesta Molo’s finished
the rides are stacked away
children’s laughter silent
dirt and mud are all remains.
did they make a little ‘kwarta’?
tomorrow, holds the promise of escape
and though they’ll wake up somewhere different
their lives are still the same.
**kwarta is the Hiligaynon word for money.
Watching the crew pack-up their gear after the Molo Fiesta inspired this bit of verse. The street stalls and carnival rides had been in place for weeks and we had visited on a couple of nights too.
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