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Moon bids farewell
Hid herself among the clouds
Cicadas chirped in the narra tree
Lullabies of sound slumber
Soft breeze rustle the rono grass
In a distance, a fading barking of dogs
Light steps among the dewy grass
No sounds even a hairpin’s drop
A knock on the bamboo door
And a familiar voice that says, “Tao po.”
Flicker of the gas lamp
A smile, a warm greeting
Into the hut
Seven shadows entered
Youth on their prime,
“Magandang gabi, ‘tay!”
Tomorrow,
Start of the whole day
Study on agrarian revolution.
Martina Santos is a seasoned community organizer, researcher, lecturer, and writer. A staunch paladin for the poor, the marginalized, and the abused, Martina spends much of her time aiding others in need. She also loves travelling, gardening, and cooking.