haka of hope....A Poem by Brada nod to my maori heritage....before... like in any story of beginnings there was darkness no light to give warmth give comfort only the cold desperate darkness an empty spot in my chest then from deep inside i heard it the call of the tipuna the ancestral spirit call "Aha ha! and inside the warrior rises nostril's flared tongue out and the strength of many who have fallen before is in my body There is still the darkness of desperation but i am a thousand warriors in one and together we will bring back the dawn... © 2010 BradAuthor's Note
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