Watching people pass.
Each one with a tale
to tell, carried in a bag.
Honolulu hype--
The beach is hidden by stores
Where no soul can shine.
It's about money.
Everything has a high price--
even the sandy beach.
For rent: chairs, bikes with
floating wheels, shade umbrellas,
mats, boats, snorkeling gear.
But some time past:
Taro fields hugged the waters,
Stars danced in the sky.
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