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Tag Archives: occupation
Lucky We Live Hawaii
We’re lucky we live Hawaii, must be the vog though ’cause we can’t see turtles and monk seals dying and we can’t hear Kanaka crying, and we don’t have a word to say when it’s independence day in this land … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, hawaii, lucky we live hawaii, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, white privilege, Words, writing
Tagged haiku, hawaii, hawaiian kingdom, Hawaiian Sovereignty, Honolulu, Lili'uokalani, lucky we live hawaii, occupation, poem, Poetry, tanka, vog, Waikiki, writing
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The Queen Never Lost Her Crown
Monk Seals already have to sunbathe on plastic-covered beaches now and they might be displaced from their home in Molokai’s shore waters by another species of seal the deadliest the world has known far beyond merely invasive but sadly, it’s … Continue reading
Posted in america, american flag, hawaii, Molokai, monk seals, occupation, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged environment, hawaii, hawaiian kingdom, Hawaiian Sovereignty, hawaiians, invasive species, Molokai, monk seals, navy seals, occupation, ocean, poem, Poetry, protect mauna kea, sustainable coastlines hawaii, us navy, water, writing
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Only The Bible Is Allowed To Be Sacred
Not even with a thirty meter telescope will we be able to see all the damage done to the ‘āina already we won’t see polluted aquifers and an ailing reef we won’t see the monk seals and turtles laying on … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, Aloha ʻĀina, america, collateral damage, earth, environment, farming, fishing, government, hawaii, Japan, Kaho'olawe, Korea, Mauna Kea, poem, Poetry, solidarity, Standing Rock, stars, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, world, writing, Yemen
Tagged Aloha Aina, annexation, capitalism, colonialism, deforestation, Dole, errosion, exploitation, hawaii, hawaiians, Kaho'olawe, Kanaka Maoli, Mauna Kea, missionaries, occupation, Pearl Harbor, pineapples, poem, poetry, pollution, prisons, private prisons, progress, protect mauna kea, science, sustainability, sustainable coastlines hawaii, thirty meter telescope
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In The Sky
I. Helicopters buzz alongside lush-green sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farmland, cutting through peace and quiet, cutting through silence like knives chop, chop, chop, a reminder of missionaries sharpening their blades, chopping the islands like venison … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, collateral damage, farmers, farming, hawaii, helicopters, history, Iraq, Molokai, occupation, poem, Poetry, Syria, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, deer, hawaii, Hawaiian Sovereignty, helicopter tours, helicopters, history, iraq, Kaho'olawe, Maui, military, missionaries, Molokai, noise pollution, occupation, Peace, poem, poetry, religion, sacred land, sea cliffs, tanka, theft, tourism, venison, war
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Like Fresh Venison
The helicopters buzz alongside sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farms cutting through silence cutting through peace like butcher knives the ‘chop, chop, chop’ a reminder of the missionaries slicing these islands up like fresh venison taking everything from … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, hawaii, history, human rights, humanity, occupation, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, deer meat, hawaii, helicopters, Lili'uokalani, military, Molokai, occupation, poem, poetry, tourism, venison, war, war tax resistance
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We Pluck Flowers
We pluck flowers from the garden and make a bouquet we pluck strings on the guitar and make music we pluck feathers from a chicken and make a meal we pluck people from their homes and villages, … Continue reading
Think Of Others (by Mahmoud Darwish)
As you prepare your breakfast, think of others. Don’t forget to feed the pigeons. As you conduct your wars, think of others. Don’t forget those who want peace. As you pay your water bill, think of others. Think of those … Continue reading
Posted in human rights, humanity, Mahmoud Darwish, palestine, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, war
Tagged humanity, Mahmoud Darwish, occupation, palestine, pigeons, poem, poetry, war, water
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belly dancing on the dashboard
from May 2014 Bury my heart Here Because mine eyes have seen enough Suffering My eyes have seen enough Of man’s inhumanity to man But this isn’t a Robert Burns poem… This is holy land Where the sand is flying … Continue reading
Posted in america, hawaii, Native Americans, palestine, Palestinians, peace, poem, Poetry, poverty, prison, refugees, religion, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, writing, Yemen
Tagged America, Apartheid, death, empire, hawaii, life, Native Americans, occupation, palestine, poem, poetry
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Belly Dancing on the Dashboard
Bury my heart here Because mine eyes have seen enough suffering My eyes have seen enough of man’s inhumanity to man But this isn’t a Robert Burns poem, this is holy land Where the sand is flying through the air … Continue reading
Posted in american dream, apartheid, collateral damage, death, hawaii, palestine, Poetry
Tagged addiction, american dream, empire, exploitation, hawaii, inhumanity, justice, Nez Perce, occupation, palestine, poetry
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