Sometimes you

Sometimes You

Sometimes you’re never enough and you know it,
But, you try to grow a little more just to show it.
Fuck the cocky shit, you took you’re chance in this world and you’ve blown it.
Stuck down right where the yucks around
You misplaced trust and now you mow it.

Keep

It

Short

enough

Just so it won’t hurt much

Just so you could be like…

Shhh, I never gave a fuck.

except, I never cared is another restless torment

Just another Haunt at night

Too scared to turn out the light moment.

Yet, Is this right?

The slight to Imprison the fight.

Where I never gave a fucks, should be replaced

by all those That kept on tryin.

Imagine that. Not the right where the hypocrite outshines the right.

But the right where you say fuck the righteous.

It’s ok to be RIGHT here.

Be me right here.

You know what I’m sayin?

Hear it as a plain statement.

Because I think I’m plainly mistaken.

Just another brave whisper.

Wake

“ I sat up late last night, thinking about the man within me. A man who has lived for thousands of years. He adopted me when I was given birth by a mother he adopted before me. He inherited me as I inherited him and lived in me as I in him... Since the end of the sixteenth century he has become subjugated marginalized and may even have been obliterated by strangers he accepted as visitors to his home. For years he remained dormant, dying in silence and in indifference on my part. I whom he nourished and fed for years with the word of his wisdom and the experience of living......” Solomon Islander



But I ask the man now will you please re-awake, the way they have us living here is not our fate. My brothers and sisters are dying wide awake. Born with two eyes but stuck on faith. Because without you we fall prey. Believing in the lies because they are all in our face. Even when we sleep it is all we hear cuz in this time we are stuck dreaming without you near.



All of what we hold, is now in peril.

I lose family like the rich dawn apparel.

American Eagle, Aeropostle

branded as though they were cattle.

Yet we stick onside thinking

all those things, maybe they could be mine

a cold new remedy will help me forget old times.



Nah the underlying lesson is too strong.

too much pain for far too long.

Subjugated, obliterated, each day I am taught that I am hated.

but I found,

If I stay close, I stay renewed by you...



This pride in my heart is divine, never to take.

I may forget my language but Faka’ Tonga is what I now state.

Knowing Matelau proud is underneath

and resistance to our loss is what I feel.



Resistance to the way they play us in the space we now fill.

Use my hands, Use my verbs, because when I’m used by you. I am used most true.



Branded by imperial hands

Divided so we fit into their plans yet each time you showed unity is the way

One heart, One soul, there is only one way

Kau’Moana is how I rise, just like the tide

A hundred times.

I learn you come by all kinds of names, but once you show, you show the same way.

Nga Tama Toa, Polynesian Panthers, Mau Movement it has been said before. Fighting ignorance everywhere you go. Doesn’t matter the island, or the place, but the reason SURVIVAL, each time, each place. Thats why there is a revival seen in their face Epeli Hau’ofa, Haunani Kay-Trask, Queen Salote, and Anghet all breathed you thru. Liberate our people is what we need to do. So, Once again I’m asking you wake.

Display's of Reality

Only the real ones last, while the rest fade away

as though they were shadows trying to play charades.

Heavy Weighted Hearts don't get carried away.

Yet stay Swollen to sway.

Better yet swollen to stay.

For here is where the inspiration bloomed.

so who are you to want to go so soon?

It is not only for those departed that this eve is beset with gloom

but more so for those who stay and pretend to make things amend

taking on wealth and recognition

yet not willing to supplant work by contribution

reciprocal reciprocity is the tune, but

Broken Truths and sharp lies Is the Insignia today.

Where those who you trust sometimes need to just be brushed away....

They was taught “Investments mean nothing unless you can collect off your interests”

but that's why in their mind I'm steady in debt because I steady reject

and I’ll steadily respect investing in you.

No mind the collect. decolonize the mind is what I project. Because Brother, Sister

I want, no I need to be growing with you, an ecological economic.

Changing thru the seasons until we receive our “dews”

Solid in the pocket doesn’t equate solid in the mind

so pray you may see it thru this season until we reach the sunshine.

In all things there are cycles but here we are a team, a family and I must cycle with you.

In the hopes at the end of this darkness we may once again be renewed and unhinged.

Unbound as two paths united in the same direction.

A Journey for love, Not a journey for self.

My understanding holds friends more true

and that maybe why I am so confused.

Let the coercions lie where they be.

Greed, Divisiveness, Pride... they all cause defeat.

Oppression from the outside isn’t the only battle we see,

When solidarity amongst ourselves cannot be.

So let us treat those actions marginally

and marginalize our capital with unstigmatized retreat.

Back to the front where we all knew what we was getting it in for.

Dawn a new praise and be gone with today.

Willing to invest even if it is not to collect,

decolonize your practice of being not just the words you use for seeding and we will be set.

it is expected that you keep expecting more of yourself, regardless of the aspects.

So expect to speak into reality your way of being.

No need for protecting all that you have been heeding.

Display your truth it is time for seeing.