Weep

I weep
For the man who works nights, and cant see his kids during the day just to make ends meet
I weep
For the man who works hard everyday, for a future the world wont give him
I weep
For the souls of parihaka
I weep
For the mockery we make of our people
I weep
For the pain
I weep
Because of the pain
I weep
For my Whakapapa
I weep
For my Hapu
I weep
For my tupuna
I weep
For the women, who love those, who strike them
I weep
tears of blood

As my iwi slips from me
As my hapu leaves me
As Maori Die

Once
....Were
........Warriors

Once again

It hurts me, to see where my culture is... the tears
Will steel me
Will harden my resolve
Kia Kaha
Will be etched on my soul
As my tamariki
My Moko
Will KNOW

They are of a people, of Mana, of Kaha, of Heritage
But to know that
To see that
I must first
Revive it