Chants of the Palm Fruit Eaters--Cm
Chants Of The Palm Fruit Eaters--CM
I ate the palm fruits midst, my folks,
Delight in sounds we made.
The gourd chants to our ancestors,
It binds our souls with theirs.
I delight, despite echoes, bounce,
Midst, the palm fruits, eats I.
Of gourd chants to our ancestors,
Sits quietude, but I.
“… an alien life, a life unlived, not lively, hardly ours.”
***In the 60's, full-blooded Hawaiians numbered under 2,000--I venture naught, what our numbers are today, but I am the last survivor of 4 bloodlines. The impetus of my return to Hawaii, leaving my family in the States, to be with my buried descendants.
2019 August 23
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~~nette onclaud
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