Sometimes truth

is wun involuntary recognition


and you going have to retaliate

wit da necessary reaction


while all da conflicting echoes

bounce around internally.



If you stay looking foa curation


den just make sure

you apply it to da appropriate problem.



DereÕs no shame

in da rally or da rebound.



It would be moa alarming

if you allowed yourself


to remain stomped on

and flattened in da street.



Every once in awhile


we are all faced wit wun reckoning

from da school of hard knocks


dat going change da destination

of da road.



If phantoms and ghosts

rise from da asphalt


den just confront dem


and watch while dey disappear

into harmless whispers of smoke.



Da eventual remedy

is always in da learning.



One can only buckle up

and den buckle down


wit your grip on da wheel

and your foot on da pedal


as you accelerate forward

to wheah you need to be.







Da buggah is all frantic


cause his unemployment insurance

is about to run out


and he stay wondering

wat he going do now.



His weekly routine

of scamming da system


by mailing in names of businesses


dat he wuz supposed to be

applying foa work to


is almost ovah.



It wuz so much easier to send in


wun small list of random companies

from da yellow pages


and den spend

da rest of da week at da beach.


ItÕs moa relaxing too

den doing wun intensive job search.



Now he stay feeling da squeeze

cause his free money going disappear.



Wun mini vacation

on someone elseÕs dime


is absolutely wonderful


but pretty soon

he going have to get cracking


and find wun place

wheah he can earn da legal tender.



Da buggah is all stressed out

wit no one to blame except himself


but dats da price of being lazy

and kicking back


instead of doing

wat he wuz supposed to do.


* pau           Finished; done.








da buggah stay looking at you


no can see wat da ting going be




Coming through da smoke and da haze

running like wun mouse in wun maze


bouncing off da walls

and screaming in da halls





Da future get big kine eyes

wit all kine truth and lies


nutting going be

da way you tink it should be





Everybody like good stuff

but dey nevah going get enough


cause ichi-mon-fy-sun-sue

going put da brakes on you.



No can win all da time

like wun happy nursery rhyme


wen ichi-mon-fy-sun-sue

do wat da buggah going do.



Everyting even out

wen you learn wat you all about


cause life going be gold and blue

wit ichi-mon-fy-sun-sue.



So enjoy da great adventure

from baby teeth to da denture


karma, fate, and you



© Joe Balaz


Bio:  Joe Balaz writes in Hawaiian Islands Pidgin (Hawai'i Creole English) and in American English.  He edited  Ho'omanoa: An Anthology of Contemporary Hawaiian Literature.   Some of his recent Pidgin writing has appeared in Unlikely Stories Mark V, Otoliths, Tuck Magazine, and  The Lake, among others.  Balaz is an avid supporter of Hawaiian Islands Pidgin writing in the expanding context of World Literature.  He presently lives in Cleveland, Ohio.