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...