The return of Kawelo was expected, and, foreseeing it, the islanders had taken advantage of his absence to roll, or carry, to the bank of the Wailua River immense quantities of stones.

The relatives and friends of Kawelo, who had remained at Kauai during his exile, had themselves assisted in these warlike preparations, ignorant of their object.

It is on beholding the hostile reception prepared for him that Kawelo chants the fifth song--a proclamation to his army.
PAHA ELIMA.
E Kaamalama, E Kalaumaki, E hooholoia ka pohaku; E kaua ia iho na waa; He la, kaikoonui nei; Be auau nei ka moana; He kai paha nei kahina 'lii[G] Ua ku ka hau a ke aa; Be ahu pohaku I Wailua.
O ua one maikai nai Ua malua, ua kahawai, Ua piha i ka pohaku A Kauai.
He hula paha ko uka E lehulehu nei.
He pahea la, he koi, He koi la, he kukini; I hee au i ka nalu, a i aia, Paa ia'u, a hele wale oukou: E Kaamalama, E Kalaumaki, Ka aina o Kauai la Ua hee.
CANTO V.
O Kaamalama! O Kalaumaki! Behold how they heap stones.
Let us draw our canoes ashore; This is a day when the surf rolls high; The ocean swells, the sea perchance Portends another deluge.
Piles of pebbles are collected; A heap of stones Has the Wailua become.
This beautiful sandy country Is now full of pits like the bed of a torrent; And all Kauai Has filled it with rocks.
A dance perchance brings hither This great multitude; Games or a race-- Games indeed.
If I cast myself upon the surf, I am caught: you will go free.
O Kaamalama, O Kalaumaki, Fled is the land Of Kauai! The combat has commenced.

The people of Kauai rain showers of stones upon the landing troops.

Kawelo, buried beneath a heap of stones, but still alive, compares himself to a fish inclosed on all sides by nets, and then to the victims offered in sacrifices.