Lost World
Thought out to be a place of the land
Living with no diseases or worry on our hand
Once a very small and independent nation
Forced by the white man to adapt to congregation
Everything we had is either lost or destroyed
Our humble loving culture being used and toyed
We face a battle of foreign troubles brought by our own
Fighting and returning the things that is our home
The queen gave her last breath to protect
And we face this time where we must not neglect
When asked what will you do?
I say give a chance for my kids to be Hawaiian too.
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