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.