
Poetry
My breath,
you are my breath.
You’ve grown up and existed before my ancestors existed.
Even born on this earth, you have competed to grow, many challenges you have passed.
Your rival on the right,
& left crushed but you are always there steadfastly.
Ya, grow tall…
Beat your competitors
you’ve grown tall.
Many thousands of years
you will always be there,
giving life to my Melanesian people.
by #Demi Wasage
(Half Western New Guinea Rain Forest Activist)
https://partnersmelanesians-westpapua.com/




