Where should I be

I was born of a woman
On an island
I crawled the soil
I smelled the leaves
I saw the rugged hills
I swam the sea
I was fit

I was born of a man
In a colored room
I walked the pathways
I smelled the bins
I saw the street lights
I bath in a room
I was not fit
Where should I be?

By Peter S. Kinjap

Righteous roots

Filter the good with the righteous funnel
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel
That speck of dirt shouldn’t blind your eye
You should still see clear like the blue sky
Remove your darkened Spectacles
Jah welcomes to the Roots of Miracles

We all have the right to choose
It doesn’t really matter if we will win or loose
The game of Love might kill your reputation
The game of death, a means of revelation
Improve your Spiritualism
Jah welcomes to the Roots of Ritualism


We all have the right to our roots
Blow your trumpets, play the flutes
We will reap what we sow
For the goodness of your heart will show
To prove is not my Intention
Jah welcomes to the Roots of Meditation

By Anthony Kippel



The Better Dream

I wish about PNG
I dream about PNG
Of a place as paradise

I was born in PNG
I was raised in PNG
In a place as home

I like PNG
I love PNG
As a place close to my heart

I see PNG
I hear PNG
Crying like a innocent child

In a hatred of corruption
In the liking of its resources
PNG stands alone

Only as an Island
I wish, I hope
For a better dream

By Peter S. Kinjap



 

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