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This poem was written in 2024. It's a tunnel for those of us who understands the language of a secret place as opposed to the scared place when dealing with complex human emotions and experiences. What's scared is in the secret, and that's where many of us spend our time when the world is asleep. I weaved this place in my heart where i can be A place where my shame has a name A place where my deepest fears have a pillow A place where my spirit can float in a sea of forgivenes

This piece was written and shared on digital platforms on 21 May, 2024, in response to the French authorities strong military deployment of over 3000 troops and heavily armed gendarmes in Kanaky New Caledonia; where our Melanesian brothers and sisters are fighting for their Independence. Also noting that in the following month June of 2024, Fiji and Papua New Guinea were Pacific representatives to the U.N. Special Committee on Decolonisation, C-24. When I think about Mama I

This poem was written in 2023 and first shared to the Middle East Council of Churches, the Young Women's Christian Association of Palestine, Bethlehem Bible College, and the Sabeel Ecumenical Liberation Theology Center. When i first released this prayer piece on digital platforms, i received mixed reactions from fellow christians. Dear God, Your book is a book of war, pain and anger, it is also a book of love, peace and compassion. Today, we pray to you The God of love The Go