Hawaiian Chant
The poignant song of an island woman,
loss of land, loss of culture, loss of self,
is the hard part of my return that I can
think of. I and others, privileged wealth,
only make those losses more permanent,
farther away, more difficult to return.
All the anger and the rage that want
to be expressed, can not, because they learn
each day of futility in the midst
of a majority. So poured into song,
much like slave blues, expressed in mildest
terms the desire to right years of wrong.
Just once I'd like to see privileged power
support the culture of another.
Copyright © Ahellas Alixopulos | Year Posted 2016
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