Random Thoughts

  Sometimes I fight Not because of love But because no one has ever fought for me before



Violence talks about Bruises on her body Her cut, blood stained lips Scars healed, now visible Her multiple miscarriages Suicidal experiences Broken bones and stitched muscles Thousand tears, sleepless nights   Violence does good to no one You’re left feeling rejected Your mind haunted as the event plays over and over Bringing to a place … Continue reading Violence

I am PNG

I am PNG The red, black and gold Red, the color of my heart Bloodshed, feasts and reconciliation Black, the dark times I’ve endured Greed, corruption and criticism Gold, the smile on my face My beauty, wealth and glory   I am PNG Mother of 800 tribes and cultural heritage Queen of the pacific, pride … Continue reading I am PNG