The Fight Never Lost

 

Moving from Japan to Hawai’i by boat 

A long journey, a new beginning

Money was in need and there was work to be done 

 

The sun shined bright, heat became unbearable

Body aching from working hard 

Mosquito bites all over their arms

 

Sugarcane was on the rise 

Chopping, skinning, hauling 

They did not stop until sunset

 

Everyday of every morning, the same work was to be done

Working every part of their bodies, fighting the heat of the sun

Burning and working, burning and working

 

Even if it was hard 

Even if it was a struggle 

You never saw them fall 

 

How did they do it?

Strength, determination, ingrained culture

They never gave up, never 

 

If you feel the need to 

Do not choose to 

Continue to push yourself, you will not regret it

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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