Dim Reflection

The sun kissed reverie
Of palms swaying in the wind
Along bright, white sands
And glistening water, so clean, so pure
No moa…
The sun blares,
The palms shutter,
The sand is blotted with decay,
And the kai, the kai is dark…
Not how
Shouldn’t be lidat
We accept life lidis
And bitch about
A time we miss
Neva goin
Be how was
But can be better dan dis
Time to reminisce
Not so much on the out
But what was in
Cause da ʻĀina
Is a reflection
Of what we hold inside
I ask, I cry
This is not, how we were meant to be alive

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