The life and livelihood of our Indigenous Peoples

Solemnity to humanity

























Just look at them, there they stand,
with their blunted tools in their hands.
Broad and thin shoulders, furious faces and else what,
old torn pants and “T” shirts, bare feet and floppy hats.

They used their tools and started to work,
“chop-chop” the bushes, working as bush Buck.
Toiling all days in clearing and planting lands,
when finished, they left with sore-filthy hands.

Heaping the branches of woods, to make their bundles,
running around and along but oh! down they tumbled.
Spoiled their faces and grinding their teeth,
crawling and tossing in the blazing sun heat

The heated sun peeps across the horizon,
dashing its’ vibrant rays in different direction.
With soaked skin, clothes wet and bare feet,
roaming and hunting the forests for meat to eat.

“We are weary”, they never said,
as they toiled for their daily bread.
Stand a moment to take some breath,
with scorched skin and clothes wet.

They do not care, as they have to bare,
for their little food to find and to share.
In their society and beloved country,
as they are integrating in one harmony.

Whether sun or rain, they are going forward,
in small canoes to sail, with rough seas upward.
Transporting their cargoes to market place,
for cash, ration and clothes to purchase.

Some trailed the dense forests, through lonely tracks,
with bundles on their heads, sore and weary backs.
Faced most times with reptiles, snakes or other preys,
only to their defense, is to seek God in silent prayers.

To feed, clothes and house themselves, are priorities,
with unity, love and moral dignity as tribal families.
With sore hands and feet, they are displaying efficiency,
in their dear country, society only to achieve prosperity.

They are the first and the original inhabitants,
claimed to be discovered by European tyrants.
Exploited, manipulated and suppressed,
caused them to live with such distressed.

They are humans like us for the world to see,
as God created image and living souls to be.
Taking life so easily, as it comes so naturally,
with God on their sides, who inspired sacredly.

“The feathered Serpent”

They are known to be, the “emblem of survival”,
their daily tasks to find, with cost of living so brutal.
As “feathered-serpent”, they worked their territory,
without any borders, they are so very much happy.

Without electricity or water supply, they are so healthy,
feeding on natural resources, are much more of a quality.
Splashed into the lakes to catch fresh and healthy fishes,
with natural supplement, they are fed on healthy dishes

Why can’t us emulate and to assist these hard workers,
whom are making life better for themselves and others.
Displaying themselves, as one tribal sisters and brothers,
dancing around, praising God in heir traditional cultures.

For us to eliminate and to alleviate poverty,
we have to display such love first to humanity.
This is the one and only way, we can attain victory,
like these natives, committed to moral sovereignty.

As One people, One nation and One destiny,
they all have dignity, to embrace consistency.
with moral, social and cultural obligation,
as fellow humans they posed such motion.

No war tanks, ships or aircrafts in their atmosphere,
to disturb their peaceful life around their hemisphere.
We would invade their territory, for wealth to seek,
causing them great disaster, without humble meek.

They chose not to live like us, in golden concrete cities,
their trashed roofs and tree barks, are much simplicities.
In their hammocks, to shake and to rock in the night,
resting with peace of mind, thinking not of daily plight.

I call on each one of you, “Oh! world citizen”,
to share human’s love amongst these decent citizen.
They are like us to live, exist and to be un-blemish
as humans to share and cause them not to perish.

They walked and serves the surface of mother’s earth,
as God created souls, they all have the “life of breath” .
That endures in each one of us, until the time of death
when we are saying “good-by” to our deteriorated health

Without hindrance and perseverance they heed to survive
as fruitful seeds they plant and reap nature of bee-hives
That gives to them energetic powers in the forest to live
for us to see and to breathe their breath of human’s life.

God will indeed rewarded us, for all of our good deeds,
when we can acknowledge Him as our harvest fields.
He would bless us, with much more of worthy yields,
as to His one-only son, whom he had himself revealed.

“Oh my God”, where have you gone ?

Oh my God our Almighty, where have you gone ?
come back into this world to see what is going on.
Come back Oh my God, to see no more good but bad
come back Oh heavenly father, I pray to you Oh God
It is not like yesterday, when You were here shortly to stay
It is bad to worse now, where humans are all going astray
There are no more love amongst humans, as of yesterday
It is so worse now than ever before, especially of today

Humans are eating humans for their daily meals each day
roasting them one by one in fiery furnace, each of the day
No more peace here on mother’s earth, no one can as to say
"oh-yes” no one can simply so to say that “I am here to stay”

Parents are dining on children and children are eating parents
Our manna to which you have sustained to us is now a detent
No more healthy meals in our diets as our forests are destroying
Pollutions are now on our table and we are gravely diminishing.

Our original inhabitants are being hunted for treasures to seek
while their traditional lives have become immoral to the peak
We are now being dominated with evil spells without any meek
as we prolong our daily lives, in search of fertile-watery-creek

To be continued