Tuesday, November 19, 2019

through the eyes of my maunga

and as the water run down their bodies  because she saying yes and their for another as their faith changes and their love for one another was growing just like our whenua love was spreading bringing courage to everyone to fight for what is theres and as they fought for their lives as lest we forget and all the time for the family wasted and as they recover and get back and do what they had to do for their love and their whare to save them before them and protect their pride A.K.A mana and wanting to have a fresh start and also hoping to begin with a fresh start as flowers bloom all over my body and leaves start to crisp and gently fall off on me as they silently make a move and the leaves drop and the flowers die the wind and the thunder push the trees over and to bruise my skin and as the thunder burns and as the ice is melting and the polar bears are dying and as i close my eyes softly as possible and hear the screams of other children and just gently crying and before i fall asleep i take one more look around and had one little smile and close my hoping for a new beginning 


Chapter 2 
A new beginning 

As I  opened my eyes and gently cry with tears of sadness  of seeing what the world has come to as gunshots and glass smashing blood dripping and tears running down their faces and souls been crushed  and as flowers die meanwhile as time flies by and as winter comes and the snow sticks to the plants and they freeze the plants as they crisp into cold ice and as i freeze in the cold wind that brisky wind  and as people try to feel the warmth of the colourful fire with their cute little heads as the rival begin with sister and sister and then to the brother and fighting for love and attention and as there is the one with a smile on their face that makes you think “ I’m okay “ but also knowing that there not going to be there for a long time that why every tender moment is precious and as there are going to be and as we stay safe and not do anything crazy and as the world in the amazon dies in the frie and as animals run for safety to live and as animals get more voilent to scarefice for their furtre generations and as flowers start blooming again and wind flowing through my soft 

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