Eventhough we never met in person,
your ashes scattered through the empty space of the ocean.
Everyone cried as i cried
knowing all the good things you done in your life.
Finding all the evidence that you got gasonline thrown on you ,
from men that were savages,
burned you in your house aparment for there sins.
The fire you stood in,
made everyone burst into flame with anger on that night.
Only thing that made you feel safe
was to be back home,
but scattered with everyone of our ancestrys in the ocean
to make our home safe,
which is our Island of Hawaii.
Seeing the ashes of you in a container,
made me think how diffrent it would be,
seeing you in your house being burned,
never to return back to life,
and hard to find the remains of you .
Now that i see your ashes,
makes a image in my mind.
Seeing all the pieces of your ashes
makes part of a puzzle to me bit by bit ,
to make a whole figure of you,
as if your here wit us at this family funeral .
Never you will be hurt again
because you are invisible to the enemies that wouldnt like you.
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