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.