Masskara Fever

high spirited
we ran to the streets
not wanting to miss
a parade so festive

dancing to the tune
of rhythmic drumbeats
adorned with masks
of glitter and glitz

colorful leotards
hugs a dancer
gracefully swaying
to the sound of thumping

‘Tis the time of the year
of smiles and laughter
of Bacolod’s beauty
and Masskara’s gaiety

come and join us
as we share our smiles
to the world where pain
and sorrow resides

dance to the music
of playing bands
like dancing on your feet
in a sea of sands

let yourself free
and shout it out loud
loose yourself
and join the crowd.