There are no classification that could hold Kahala Lei. Overcoming every obstacle in her path, Kahala Lei has more than survived the great storm known as life, having defeated many personal, educational and professional setbacks. She has utilized writing as a form of release for many of those years, and has only recently begun to share this with the world. This journal of thoughts is just a glimpse into her mind.. so much more has yet to follow.
12 February 2018
11 February 2018
Legacy
A loose cannon I might be
Standing before a crowd of envy
Trust my words, you don't want to be me
Every ounce of wisdom derives from harsh reality
Living the cold war while you slept at home
No family support, not even by phone
Every ounce of love, coming from a stranger
Never quite knowing if it was love or just danger
Protected by God whom you say not to trust
Indecent proposals of man, who merely lust
Trash talked by friends, once close to me
Pushed around for not being a product of society
Hurt by their actions, staying true to myself
Their insults motivate me, regardless of health
I'm not afraid to die for what I believe
Too deep for some of you to ever conceive
I can accept it, you have your own claims
Just you remember that when your world rains
Don't come back to me, crying your tears
I've already tried to help you over the years
You lied and rejected me, calling me crazy
You discounted my worth, now watch me amaze thee
Already rich in ways you just don't know
I don't need your economical flow
I can get by with faith and my dream
Don't need you to tell me what all of it means
I know what I stand in my place for
I won't become victim of an unfit war
So go about yours, with your negativity
Do me a favor, don't extend that to me
Keep flames of hell to yourself and your friends
For I stand too strong and will fight to the end
This lil lady is the only queen of me
Never bow down to wrongful society
Never give up, never give in
Because in the end, through God I'll win
So challenge me today, try again tomorrow
You only bring upon your own sorrow
Talk me down some more, sweet jealousy
Watch me achieve a free Hawai'i
Alone I am not, for I have God and my crew
Maybe not as skilled as you
But blessed I am and blessed I'll be
While you burn in hell, I live eternally.
Kahala Lei
copyright 10 February 2013
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