My Hawaii

My Hawaii is a Concrete Jungle
Its trees are buildings grown on the land of the locals
Its vines are a vast network of roads and electricity designed to make access easier
But instead has severed the ties of the people
Its animals are relegated to the outreaches of the island
The only two animals happy with this infestation are the cockroach and the homo sapien sapien
Of which everyday it grows harder to make the distinction between the two
On My Hawaiian waters people don't fish they overfish
People don't work, they are overworked
People don't eat, they overeat
The misleading ideals of capitalism have been brought to Hawaii by the barrel of the gun and the threat of eternal damnation

When i walked downtown today I realized i do not know what Hawai'i is
What I know is a white Hawaii
Where Kokua has become a political word
Where Malama'aina is no longer connects man to earth, but means try not to make the land and sea your complete and total fucking dumpster
Where the aloha spirit is now a legend perpetuated only be hopeless idealists and bullshit politicians alike
When i leave I realize i did not then know Hawaii

But sometimes i feel so close to it
I leave my comfy apartment behind,
Say goodbye to the pillow which has softened each blow life has dealt me
I hug my comforter which would not have been any more literal
I forget the fridge that holds all the comfort foods of my lonely life
I turn off my phone, forget about the calls from the collection agencies and all the other capitalistic bullshit that strangles the fresh air from my lungs

When I walk out the door I am no longer Atlas shrugged
I am man free
I am a blaze of light, a fleeting ray of sheer joy, I am a question and an answer
And i even forgot what the question was
As I run from the door, as i frolic on the beach, i feel the chains of my oppression crumble and break
I feel so light, i forgot how light I am when i am free of guilt and fear
Is this how it felt to live in this paradise

However, i can only maintain this lightness ephemerally
Because I have been Atlas shrugged since i gained conscious thought in our stifling culture
And i was only man free before that, as a child with an undeveloped mind
Oh, how i miss that undeveloped mind, i would trade it for undeveloped mind at first chance
I do not now know Hawaii, and ever worse, I do not now know myself
This realization hits like the slam of the door in the middle of the night
It wakes me up, fills me with fear and questions, and sends a cold shiver down my spine

Where was it when i first felt that taste of freedom
And how do I get it back
I do not want the fearful painful eternal life of Atlas
I want to frolic and run free
I want to be a ray of light
I want to be energy coursing throughout the world
With no limits or restrictions
Only infinite possibilities