Leonard Fong Roka

Rookie (25 July 1979 / Arawa, Bougainville Island)

Fool In The Hill - Poem by Leonard Fong Roka

Freedom is yours…Freedom is yours…
Bougainville, freedom is ours.
A lone mountain frog croaks:
‘German, American ocean submarine bringing you guns and bullets
At Marau beach…’
Freedom is yours…Freedom is yours…
Bougainville, freedom is ours.
A lone mountain frog, calls:
‘Money is raining in Siwai and into Kieta. Give money and grow
Your beloved, Meekamui. Money is raining.’
Freedom is yours…Freedom is yours…
Bougainville, freedom is ours.
A lone mountain frog screams:
‘Siwai, give us money…But, Siwai laughs and snores off…’
He looks for Kongara,
But, Kongara is gone…so jumps into his pit
To rests in oblivion.
Freedom is yours…Freedom is yours…
Bougainville, freedom is ours


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Bougainville rebel leader, the late Francis Ona, created a conflict he was unable to manage. In 1990 when our rebels defeated the Papua New Guinea army, he was lost for words that he had shut a huge Panguna mine and he failed our island with his pride. We went into a 10 year civil war whilst he remained in the bush fooling the media

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 18, 2013


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