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My Mama My Home

You are welcome not
My stolen lands
My quiet grounds
My croaking voice
And my beating heart

I hear her not, I see her not 
Her children bear the mark of extinction
Her children water bound
Her children lost and never to be found 

The silence has crippled limbs of the already deaf 
Resounding chants of my ancestors
Bones quiver in their graves 
Must we disturb the parted 

Her voice is sinking deep in the bellows of the ocean 
Turning in her rotten corpse 
You hear her not you fear her not
You don’t recognise her 

Her hands cold to brace yet fall apart 
Her tiring tongue of lost hope
Her boneless dream
And her dying soul

She weeps you bleed, for who are we without she
Mana Moana in everyone and everything we see. 

What have you done ?
Who are you now?
What do you know ?
​
Leave my lands alone. 

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  • HOME
  • ABOUT US
  • ONLINE EXHIBITIONs
    • CANCEL RIMPAC EXHIBITION >
      • VIDEOS
      • VISUAL ART
      • POETRY
    • MORNING STAR EXHIBITION >
      • Visual Art
      • Poetry
      • Video Blog
      • Podcast
  • OUR WEAVE
  • OUR ARTISTS
  • OUR OCEAN
    • Maohi Lives Matter
    • The Ocean We Need
    • Connecting Our Ocean of Struggles: Remembering Why We Sweat and Cry Salt Water
    • Mai Em(Ocean) 2018
    • New Clear Ways >
      • Our Pacific Needs New Clear Ways NOT Japan's Waste
      • Not Japan's Dumpsite
      • We Are Not Alone
      • Pass the Solution for Nuclear Justice
      • 75th Commemoration of the Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima
      • Solidarity with Guahan
    • Ban Seabed Mining >
      • Deep Sea COP
  • OUR STRUGGLES
    • Self Determination >
      • International Day for Human Rights 2020
      • Kanaky Referendum
      • We Bleed Black & Red >
        • Let West Papua Join the MSG
        • Wan Musik Wan Sing Concert 2020
        • Raise the Morning Star 2019
        • Vigil and Call to Action 2019
        • Free the West Papua Seven
        • Fiji NGO Coalition Call for Intervention
        • MACFEST Solomon Islands 2018
        • Youngsolwara Artist Camp 2018
        • I am Nesia Campaign
        • Hawaii Bleeds Black & Red
        • Defenders of Self Determination Exhibition 2016
        • National Day of Action 2014
    • Madang Wansolwara Dance
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