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July 26, 2015 | by  | in Poetry |
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Kaimātakitaki (Observer)

I see you
Māori girl
trying to stand
in a foreign world
on your own land

I see you
Māori man
nodding your head
Hiding the shame
taking the blame

I see you
e Koro
chiselled face
so delicate, so precious
yet out of place

I see you
e Kui
staring through me
with tears of sorrow
fearing for tomorrow

I see you

Pēpi

our strength, our hope
prepare to see
what we need you to be

I see you
Keha!
money in hand
getting greedy
making my people needy

I see you
Politician
do you see me?
I am one of yours
starving to be free.

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