Ancestral Poetry

I am a Sa-Maori boy

Out in Auckland

Brown fellow

Wishing to achieve my highest dream

To become a UFC fighter on T.V

Brown fellow.

My dad’s waka is Mataatua and

My mum’s waka is boeing 747 from Samoa

I can hear the crackling of the fire

Sizzle, pop, crack goes the fire wood as it gets swallowed up by the hot fire.

Swish, pitter ,patter is the sound coming from the water as it crashes onto the paper.

Hissssss goes the steam as we lay the food to rest beneath the red hot rocks.

Hisssss goes the steam as it disappears beneath the papers

Swooosh goes the banana leaves as our Umu is laid to rest.

I am a Sa-Maori boy from Auckland