sadness

Let it Burn

A crack

in my

Mask of Sanity

loose the

bonds of

this Cloak of Civility

binding

bubbling cauldron

churning to a boil

stoked by Rage

spluttering molten blood

birthing

madness

oh trembling

trembles

from unspeakable desire

sweet, sweet the ache

I am a blaze

I am a boil

cracked

this mask

loose

these binds

take the

sacred waters

of Peace

throw,

THROW

away

lest

they quench

the inferno

let

it

now

burn

free

 

**********

Mother kills Rapist – 25th December,2014

A gulf mother, enraged by the rape of her teenage daughter tracked and stabbed her daughter’s rapist at Malalaua this morning.

Police say the woman tracked the alleged rapist to his hiding place in the outskirts of Malalaua and stabbed him with a knife four times in the back.

Charges downgraded for mum who killed rapist – 26 December 2014

Police in Gulf reported that a mother who killed her daughter’s rapist on Christmas Eve in Malalaua will have her murder charges downgraded to man slaughter.

Gulf Provincial Police Commander Lincon Gerari says several witnesses came forward and police established that the mother was acting in self-defence.

Markham Father kills daughter’s rapist – October 19, 2014

A Markham man handed himself over to the Morobe police after he stabbed a man who had allegedly raped his 10-year-old daughter last year.

Morobe Police commander Kaiglo Ambane says the man Kaiapit tracked down and stabbed a man who had sexually assaulted his daughter during 2013 Christmas holidays.

PPC Ambane says the incident took place on December the 20th when the man enticed the man’s daughter with PK chewing gum to go with him to a river near the village.

*****

Years ago I would read or hear of news stories like the ones above and wondered how I would react. Would I be able to walk away and leave it to the hands of the police.

Then I was faced with the possibility my daughter was being abused by a relative. I was filled with a rage I never felt before.

This poem came from that experience. Those emotions I felt.

I know its disturbing.

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Just to Be

 
 
Just to be
Hear me
these shoulders
 heavy laden
I plod in the field
amongst
 the blossoms and weeds
send your angels
to carry me
 
here I stand
still the storm
around
and inside
me
 
arms outstretched
waiting
send the wind
to pick me up
take me to
 where you be
 
I am weary
I yearn
 just to be
send a moonbeam
for me to climb
 
no minds
no expectations
no obligations
no nothing
just to be
 
here take my heart
it burdens me
remove the splinters
lodged deep
 
hear me
I slump
waiting
my God
answer
me
 
send
 me
a rainbow
a dove
a sunrise
a promise
of what
tomorrow
brings
 
so
tomorrow
I can just be
 *********
 
 
 

I know Angels and so do you

 

Last night frustrated with life. I knelt down and prayed. I heard My Lord Jesus whisper the answers to every request.
 
I asked for patience.
He whispered a name and said, “Don’t you remember what you were like before he came?”
 
I asked for unconditional love.
I heard the smile in his voice as he said, “look into your child’s eyes nothing you will ever do or say will take that away. My love is the same.”
 
I asked for strength.
Again he whispered a name. Then said, “When you heard what she had been through and still was able to smile everyday. Didn’t you have the strength to do the same?”
 
Every character trait, I asked for he whispered a name. Then showed what they gave me.
 
I always thought these would be given to me supernaturally in some special way.  Jesus would wave his hands over me while I was sleeping and I would wake up filled with love, courage, strength, patience and wisdom and so many other things I have asked for, in my many prayers.
 
Then I realize what has been in front of me all along, every step of the way, each and every day!
 
He did it by sending people or Angels my way.
 
Wether it was as a spiritual mentor or someone to make me laugh so I could make through another day. Or wether it was by witnessing their life, their support or just by being themselves. I learnt from them.
 
He introduced people in my life, throughout my life. Sometimes for short periods or long ones depending on what I needed at that time, at that stage of my journey to a better me.
 
Close your eyes and think back to the most painful times in your life. Chances are you will see a friend or someone who made your life bearable during those days.
 
Or maybe during a time of rage when the voice of reason was a family member or a workmate. 
 
Or just someone who said, “Hello” while you were walking to work one day feeling like a grain of sand on a long damp beach.
 
God sent them your way!

*****

RIP M.B   Thank you for all your “Hellos“.

Several weeks ago I made a trip into town to see the dentist and do some shopping for my home.

While I was there I was told a friend a former workmate was very sick and in hospital. I said I would visit her and went to the dentist which was only a few corridors down from where she was.  A couple of minutes walk.

When I left, I decided I would go later and went to the lodge where we were staying. The next day I went shopping even managed to go get some news clothles, reply to comments on my blog then went back to the lodge. We left the next day.

She passed away a couple days later. She was a good woman.

Please go visit your friends, loved ones, family. Make the time. Even if it is to say “Hello”.

This is an old piece I wrote and emailed out to my friends years before I got the courage to start my blog.  I did some changes to it and posted it for you all and mostly to my friend M.B.

Attemped Coup in Papua New Guinea

To my dear Jen and all my friends.

I am fine. We all are. I have been sitting monitoring all day glued to the TV and listening to the radio. When I got an email about Jen’s new post on her blog http://steponacrack.wordpress.com

Thank my dear dear friend for your prayers and thoughts.

I deleted the first post I wrote upon advice to tread carefully.  I was told  not to incit worry and panic.  If anything deleting the post incited more worry then writing it. I should have known better.  To my friends overseas I am sorry. 

Yesterday there was an attempt coup.

These are links that Jen had on her blog,

Soldiers oust PNG defence chief amid power struggle

Mutiny Leader Demands New Papua New Guinea Gov’t

While they say it is over, in Papua New Guinea you learn early on in life to expect the unexpected. So I’ll wait to see what happens.

I sit here wondering how long my fellow country men & women will take it before they start doing instead of watching. It doesn’t take long for unrest to spread.

Two men fighting over who is the Prime Minister while a country needs to be run..total rubbish.  

Thank you for your prayers. Yesterday we prayed as well over the phones, with our neighbours and with our families.

The clowns

Up on the tree sits several clowns,

bring them down,

oh bring them down,

minions sit at their feet,

catering for their every whim,

swinging from tree to tree,

at the stump,

faceless weep,

in the villages,

in the streets,

begging for their every need,

Up on the tree sits several clowns,

bring them down,

oh bring them down.

In all honesty I am so deeply angry and I think a lot of my fellow country people are as well.

May God be with you always.

Thank you again,

Maiya

The error of her ways

 She sits and prays,

That her husband’s anger has died away,

 

She knows she is truly a disgrace,

For chatting to her ex-workmate,

 

When she should have been cleaning the house,

And keeping it in a perfect state,

 

So when he comes home from work today,

She will thank him through swollen lips on a black and blue face,

 

For pointing out the error of her ways,

So she will never make the same mistake.