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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