My integrity
Is always in question
When I learn of the suppression of
Ethnic people who suffer
Simply because of who they are
You would think by now
I’d be immune to historical
History of the plight
Of many ethnic cultures
But the degradation
They endured was never ending.....

Losing your identity
Leaves you restless and unsure
As to the expectations of others
The majority of  those that understand
Losing ones identity makes you feel
Insignificant like you don’t belong

I have been brought up in a society
Were Maoridom is acceptable
As part of our culture our lives
Yet I am not a Maori
It is simply a way of life

On one side Maori
On the other European
And in between we’re do I fit in
My parents enforced our culture in us
But as children we denied our heritage
We were young we didn’t know any better....

But as I grew older I learnt
more about my culture and it’s history
I no longer turn my back on my culture
I embrace it with all that I am
A proud Pacific Islander
I stand before my forefathers
And embrace their legacy
Of who we are as people of the pacific

And as quoted in Moana
“Voyagers of a never ending story”

I am a Cook Islander and I am proud to be me

Written by:

Kaila George

It’s Father’s Day again
Another day with out him

My tears fall ever time
I see others celebrate
With their dads

I really miss mine
Just brings me to tears
Ever time even on Mother’s Day

It’s now just another day
You miss them because...
You no longer get to share
Their special day with them

The gifts, the special meals
That you prepare just for them
It’s just not the same
When they are no longer here

It just becomes another normal day

I really love you Dad and Mum
I really do love you both ALWAYS
In my heart.....

Your daughter

Kaila

I saw a memory today
Which brought tears
To my eyes

Four years ago today

A slideshow of pictures.......
Clicked into view
You know the ones where you
Watch to recall the good days of old....smiles

Then it proceeded
To show a picture of my two sister’s
Who both have since passed away
Then followed by my dad

Then mum and dads
Picture that we love so well
One of those black and white ones
From the 60’s...and to me
They both looked like movie stars

Then a puppy picture
Of Buddy our dog with his sister
As if he was kissing her goodbye

Then a picture of Rei
One of my sisters with her
Granddaughter little princess
As she put lipstick on her lips

Tears swelled in my eyes
She would of loved little man

She never got to see him
As I see pictures of him learning how to walk
That always brings tears to my eyes....

Miss you all sis....give my love
To Ta’i...and Mum and Dad
God bless you all RIP

Love you all and you are all right here
As I tap my chest

Always in my heart for ever more...

By KG

The raindrop slid down the window
As the thunder flashed across the sky
She had seen so many storms
Hide so many tears as she danced in the rain
It was a day like this that often left her breathless
After ever storm the sun would shine
And a rainbow would shine through the
Drizzle of rain......

It made her smile in the rain ☺️

By Kat

He had no right
To take away
my innocence
I was only seven
Yet he destroyed
my dreams
I lost my faith
In myself in my god
And buried the pain

A burden I refused
To share and let
Others know
It was mine alone
I often wonder
What kind of person
I would become
If he had just left
Me alone.....sigh

Maybe it was for the better
I really don’t know
Because  if he hadn’t
I wouldn’t be who I am today
Odd how it’s come full circle

Copyright: By Kaila George

I had my eyes closed
Just finished watching
A sad love story
And as always tried
To hide my soppy tears
But little man saw my tears

And all I felt were soft
Little kisses on my cheeks
He tried to stop them from falling
I opened my eyes and two very
Baby brown eyes looked back at
Me with deep concern
Then he saw me smile
And in response as if he was the adult
He kissed my forehead tapped my hand
Then turned to watch his show
I’d just been kissed by an angel

He stayed with me the rest of the night
Really love that little guy

Copyright: By Kaila George

It’s raining again
Can feel the cold
But ever time it does
It brings new life
As a seedling starts to grow

From within the seed
A new life begins
And with a little warmth
From the sun
It bursts through
The shell to grow

Then from seedling
To a small speck
Of green it grows
In the suns glorious rays

Mother Nature then
Tends to its ever need
As it blooms and grows
Into a beautiful rose

Is not Mother Nature grand

By KG

A small child lay crumpled
On the floor

I could barely breathe
As I recalled your name

You had left me on the floor
Heart shattered into

A thousand pieces
I looked at my shaking hands

I could feel my heart beat
Uncontrollably

I wept as I looked up
To the heavens

And ****** the Gods for creating
A heart that bleed

Slowly standing upon my feet
I stood my ground

Fist clinched head down
I bared my teeth

Be ****** to those whom
Breaks a soul....a heart

I no longer live in your shadow
And slowly clear my head

Of what once was an innocent soul
But now a warrior....unforgiving

My wrath will now unfold

By KG

I read an article on suicide
A young girl that took her life
She was only 15 years old
But felt she needed to end her life...
Why?

She had good parents
That gave her all she had
But she said she still felt lonely
She had a brother that looked up to her
But still she felt she had to go

I don’t understand and ask why?
Why do young ones think they have to go...
Makes no sense to me

There were times in my life
I wanted to end my own
but I was to chicken to even try...

I use to cry alone in my room
Thinking will anyone even ask why.....

Hiding my damaged soul
Was something I learnt
On my accord

I didn’t want others to know
But taking your life....
Because of another’s lust for life
Created a void in my soul
Did not mean I would let this monster win

I held my dignity as best I could
Bare in mind I was just a child
Confused with what to do
I learnt to keep quiet
And not tell a soul
Of what happened that fatal night

Keeping this burden hidden inside
Made me feel broken alone and sad
Only way I could handle it
Was to  bury it deep inside  

Since then I’ve learnt how to live again
Taken me awhile but now I feel normal again
After 30 odd years of mistrust
I’m letting my heart breathe again
Is it safe to join the world
I just want to be me again
Looking around as I write these words
I welcome you to my world.

By Kat