Our Sovereignty

Visitors, wolves, slyly cloaked in wooly white fur,

Claim your island in the middle of the Pacific

but seize an available one.

Our stones may lead south through the Pacific

but ask for approval, a permission of sorts, like your neighbors do.

For your Shepard teaches,

“The earth is the Lords and all the land and

sea creatures abide with him.”

Preserve our fragrant Plumeria for embrace

Breathe the breath of Lono and flourish from his spirit

Keep the sovereign lei of Liliuokalani sweet and fragrant

Open your eyes. Can you see Pele’s gift to the earth?

Her belly button undone, feeding

our archipelago for days…

creating timeless islands that march to paradise, our promise land.

And, pleasing your mother nature’s landmass of North America

Pele’s sister Kilauea yields fresh lava for landmasses

Forming mirages in the sea where sea farers rest on long journeys

Recalling fantasies of lost paradise found

Again, please do not claim your power from your Shepard for he teaches,

“Do unto others as you would have done unto you.”

Don’t you see the speck in your eye

tainting your morality?

Ask your neighbor to look for you…

Find your own stepping stone and shine it so, but

be a nation of your word, honesty, and golden glow.

When the aloha spirit has struck

speak forth and grow…

Until then,

Mahalo!