Ballad of the Melanesian Way

Waves hissed as the moon replenished the gaggle of the night

From the womb came the pinnacle of Melanesia; the

Dancing torch in the murkiness of westernization. As we strip…

He moans: ‘Come back my Melanesia…O,

My Melanesian Way’

 

‘O spirit of the forefathers and the bush and the islands,

Free thy sons and daughters succumb to blasphemy of Melanesia’ He inks in tears…

‘O my naked Melanesian land, sea and brothers,

 See the infiltration from your ancestor’s dream ways

And there shall be light onto the nation’s path’

 

‘Come back…come wear the lei of Melanesia, O sons and daughters

Come write in your heart a Melanesian song so pellucid to you

And walk the foreign lands with dignity of Melanesia.

For in Melanesian dreams you see light to your path

O Melanesian sons…adorn your hearts with Melanesian dreams

O Melanesia…

The Melanesian Way.

 

NOTE

Melanesia today is being swiftly sucked into the ever aggressive torrents of westernization. Society neglects his fountains of existence and run, unstable, to the sweetness of strange foreign magic systemayically driving Melanesia into a deep pit of shit that is hard to understand by the 'giver' himself and the 'recipient' too.

So, our age is an age of pretentions!