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White & Hallowed


 

White & Hollowed

 

Kū Haʻaheo E Kuʻu Hawai’i

 

The strive for greatness has been the talks

Whether it be here on Earth or where the First Man walked

In nature there is balance, 

we as humans

know how to corrupt,

The Conflict on the Mauna has begun to erupt.

 

 

Māmakakau O Kuʻ ʻĀina

 

The story unfolds as an “innocent” race,

Four women who are told to caretake and keep Mauna Kea in place

so, they say

In power these ladies stand, 

releasing plague and injustice wherever it spans

The Kanaka Maoli not changing its ways

Aloha ʻĀina,

Kapu Aloha 

throughout their days

The ladies take the lush snowy mountain and lay the track to set

They claim to conquer this mountain,

Resistance has and will always be met

Playing for keeps, playing for games

Look at the kanaka, they’ll never be the same

These ladies’ slide, they slide and slide again, 

The Hawaiian people

cannot pretend that these ladies won’t continue to slide again

Reaping the land of its beauty,

Leaving a dirt trail to follow

Hawaiian culture is a shell of before, 

Seen through it all

White and Hollowed

 

 

 

ʻO Ke Ehu Kakahiaka O Nā ʻŌiwi O Hawaiʻi Nei

 

Then appeared a lady, 

A lady who sparked of flames

A flame of hope and of peace

Or of destruction if the conflict won’t be appeased

 

Challenging the Ladies’,

She represented the Kanaka

The ones maintaining the Mauna by hand,

The Kanaka ‘o.. iwi 

who’s mana had been absorbed through the land

The ladies’ continued their work despite valiant efforts from those who oppose, 

Changing the mountain’s terrain

Water spewing from the heavens as

Hawaiian Desecration Remains

 

To be challenged by this fiery lady,

Was of No Surprise

 

The ladies have 

BEATEN ALL

who dares challenge

Behind their VEIL of LIES

 

 

No Kuʻu Lahui E Hāʻawi Pau A I Ola Mau

 

Judges were picked, unfairly like most

This case was lost and 

Kanaka spirit faded to ghost

 

The ladies celebrate triumph, so bitter sweet

Had finally faced the wrath of Pele’s raging heat

This fiery lady that symbols

all the Hawaiian nation

seemed to be no contest

Had finally had enough of all the Mauna protest

 

The ladies surprised and overwhelmed had underestimated 

the strength of the task at hand

Compromising some of their mountain to save their stolen land

Compromise is over there is no room to play

Compromise got our sovereign nation taken away

 

Hawaiʻi Nei must be restored

We are fed up with being ignored

Standing together hand in hand

Pele be proud as we rage fire upon the foreign man

As we rage fire upon the stolen land

We will sled down the Mauna in victory

See my kin, take care generations of Kanaka after me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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