In a world where I am Christen Kuikoua,
Yet each day, I question if it's truly me...
In the quiet quest of self, a name unfolds,
Christen Kuikoua, a story yet to be told...
You were my Neighbor for lots of Ages
You and I was inseparable...
Dear future
I am Sorry...
See Dark skin just mean more sun block,
it got absolutely nothing to do with 'Races...
Mom, your love is a mystery:
How can you do it all...
When Will We Wake Up?
I am So tire, Tire Of Racism...
Your years have been long and beautiful
You Ruled with Power and Might...
What you see is just an illusion
of the whole puzzle piece...
In distant realms where love's elusive gleams,
I search for traces of what once was true...
In the reflection of divine light, I stand,
A child of God, created by His hand...
Fathers are like the ocean,
Vast deep, strong in motion...