my fathers
dreams of being the kind of man
that hands down only his good jeans
but hawaiian fathers
have not yet learn such a skill
to give only the strength
rather than the pain that comes from carrying and island chain on their shoulders
there are secrets we hide under our smiles
they catch fire like cancers
build this boulders broken
berlin
surround our hearts with marble
praying to only be the best of our ancestors
we fail
they failed first
we say
make ourselves feel better
it doesnt
we dont
everything here is broken
somehow
we still want to give someone our strength
hoping they leave behind the pain
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