the rise of the Lankans

we didnt drift away to die like they wanted us to
stupid little islanders
trading coconuts and fish they thought
they cast us aside like a used condom
they left our bones in the open like an eaten fish
they were here to take over, to use, and abuse

yet we did not fail
we stood up against their onslaught and we protected that which was their main target
our pride
we as lankans stood forth and faced a common enemy
we made them stand up and take notice
of the pride that some little speck of an island's inhabitants could have

we were glorious in our victory
watching them recede like a wave recedes from the shore
yet we are still gripped in that energy of hate
with no way to expend that energy
so we turned upon ourselves