Hinetitama I search for your light
But it is only Hinenuitepo I see
She knows me, she is me.
We are sisters
Because I am woman
We both walk the path of man.
She is close,
And she keeps calling to me
From where she waits just beyond.
She is patient. She is forgiving.
But my mokopuna is here.
She will have to wait.
I am holding his hand,
As we walk together
Along the crumbling track.
I have blinded him with lies
So he can live what he will.
This is the monsters playground
They creep across our path
Wearing smiley face masks that hide sharpened teeth
That gnaw and consume their own limbs
Tailor made skin with a designer label.
We walk over the piles of bones and plastic,
Holes in the earth stripped of life.
The fires that burn choke the air
And send skeletal smoke fingers to claw the inside of our throats.
I see water that sits in putrid holes
Stolen from a rainbow
In the mirrored surface I can see my face
But it too is a mask.
My tears break the surface
And I see nothing below.
Nothing at all.
My gaze in any direction
Shows a dark horizon
A Weigh upon bent shoulders
Smothering my dreams.
It’s a lonely veiw
Camouflaged for most but for only the damaged
The artists and the seers.
But they are smothered under the corpses of the fallen
And their voices unheard because of the choir of the multitudes who can no longer see or hear.
The life-force, the mauri
The Golden lights that string like glow worm threads in a darkened cave,
between living and inanimate
Warm and Cool, inside and out
It’s the breath that swirls and the blood and sap
Pulsating and flowing
Once used to light the way in the dark.
They have almost gone
I hold the hand of my mokopuna as the monsters circle
I hold my korowai over him
And it thrives because my magic is powerful and pure.
It is love armour
Because he is all there is
I’ll walk along the path until the path is gone
And the korowai falls
And then he too will see what I see.
You will have to wait.
Love Armour©Theresa Reihana 2018
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