Rise

Skin so tan was painted white
Sharpened that flat nose
The picturesque original modified
Flaws to your brown eyes so bright

Everyone speaks with a Western tounge
Everyone does what is prefered undone
Everyone has complaints they don't act upon
Everyone forgets where they come from

You fools! You caved in
By the Colonial Trap you were eaten
Dependent and focused on the irrelevant
Will we ever rise again?

Forgive us, Eastern Pearl, for we know not
Of the love you deserve and the things we've got
But look, a spark! There is hope
Our spirit will save you from any scope