Poems from chiamakauamadi
Sometimes I wonder what they really care for
Their bitter knives aren't something to ignore
All I want is a small resting place
To free me...
Dear you,
bold,
innovative,
gifted,
the brightest star.
find fault?
Think you can hang with the finest.
Hah!
With those technical hitches...
I am
a dreamer.
My mind is a playing field
My goals are the starters,
As my oppositions take the bench.
But sometimes they get up
No longer...