Oh, Pacific, Paradise at a glance,
Where the ocean sings and mountain dance,
Where nature's beauty knows no bounds,
And ancient matriarchies wisdom resounds.
As the stewards of the land,
They had shown deep reverence for their hand.
By tending the gardens and planting trees,
And fishing the waters with gentle ease.
With the shadow of colonialism,
Patriarchy defying ancient mannerism.
And suppressed...
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