The young warriors
Danced around the flames
As they celebrated life
While the elders
Sat in a circle
Discussing the old and the new
Of the politics of
The tribe
One of the chiefs spoke
With pride as he
Watched them dance and sing
'We have won the battle my friends'
As he looked around
The circle of chief's
That bares the battles of war
The young warriors
Upon hearing this
Chanted with pride
In loud deep
Resounding voices
'We have won the battle
For our tribe, for our elders
For our women and children
For our Ancestors
We celebrate LIFE'
The chief in his wisdom
And knowledge, nodded
An acknowledgement to
Each of the chief's then
He spoke in his melodic
Yet strong voice
'My fellow chief's and warriors
We must pay homage to our God's
For their guidance, in the battle we fought
Not so long ago, we must also bow
Our head's for those whose lives
Were taken'….silence fell upon the group
Then as his voice raised
Loud for all to hear
'We give praise to our God's
For the right of way that lead
To our victory this day, and for
Those who passed before us
We honor our Ancestors and give
Homage to their departed souls'
Voices were raised as they
Sang in harmony as one by
One the elders, chiefs and warriors
Sang a song of respect and love
For those gone….
'We raise our voice
For those whom gave'
'There life and soul
To protect us all'
'We honor thee…
In all thine grace'…
'We honor your memory
With this song of praise'
'Hear us sing from
This day forth…the
Story…the legend
Of the battle fought'
The chants continued
On into the night
As they celebrated
Their tribe and new life
This was inspired by a poem that I read from a collection of Maori Poems, they often used chants to convey their storys and back before europeans came to New Zealand. Maori tribes use to pass down from generation to generation ****** their storys and their legends.