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HONG KONG KOWLOON

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

A civil society was I then to advocate
Love and concern for overseas Filipinos
As Treasurer of Kanlungan Center Foundation
& Kakammpi president for overseas’ dependents

Came December 1990 we flew to Hong Kong
From across the globe we leaders converged
Stayed in Maryknoll sisters’ compound to camp
There to workshop too and build camaraderie

We then decided to architect Migrante International
Finally had it graduate from a Committee for nigh years
Just in time when we were lobbying for sanguine law
To care for overseas Pinoys across the globe

We did pay visits to bars & toured places
Victoria peak and cable car I recalled
With company of Pinay domestic helpers too
We toured the nights for songs & cocktails a’satiate

In one bar did I belt out songs to make for free beers
With gusto I sang La Bamba of Mexican folk fame
Accompanying myself with electric guitar to feel
As electrified eyes of tourists watched with awe

To the wonderful city built by British taipan
I bid not farewell as it’s o’so near to fly
My appreciation for glorious city planning will stay
This Asian city is one we islanders can be proud of

[Philippines, 03 February 2011]

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Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

Few have heart for the out-migrant

Few recognize the grinding hardships faced

In strange lands

Few sympathize yet so many beg

For the migrant’s gift when home

S/he comes –the rich person

Overnight. Overnight is saved money

Sucked too by bloodsucking kins

And neighbors and all.

Never mind the possible abuses

Or racist exploitations encountered

The compatriots surely have heart

When the migrant gives, when

And only when wine flows

And songs are sung upon arrival, when

Home is filled up by multitudes

Home is fiesta’s venue everyday!

The migrant’s absence makes people

Caricature him/her and kins

As a malignant felon.

No, nobody sympathizes with the migrant

Just wait till s/he arrives, when

The sky showers with Imeldific graces

Happy are kins and friends

Happy is government too

Happy is the merchant

Happy is everyone but

The migrant.

[Writ. 04 June 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]

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