I am forty
I am a Christian
I am beautiful
And I am the land of the unexpected
From the crawling of the dawn,
Alotau gives birth to the sun as it raises discreetly humming “Eh, that one how”
Humble winds from Oro sends morning greetings on the wings of queen Alexandria, the butterfly
That, its sound almost wakes Fly River to begin the day by strumming its subtle streams
And as Kerema sings a vocal rendition in adoring its line “Yu yet kam na lukim”
Your highness, Hiri Queen sways her hips from the lagatoi in a harmonic pattern with the waves
Perhaps, once more Captain Moresby is incarnated into this transitional day
Are you from Southern Region, Maybe?
For I too, am a Papua New Guinean
As morning divorces the noon,
Raging seas from Bismarck quests onto the atolls of copper-less Bougainville
The white sandy beaches and dives signal a beautiful lady called New Ireland
Courtesy deeds from Kimbe through all natives is dubbed as “Pasin West”
More often, smoke from notorious Tavurvur in the East has doomed humanity
For this reason apart, foreign refugees have also found comfort in nearby Lorengau
Are you from the Islands Region, Maybe?
For I too, am a Papua New Guinean
By the time a dog barks,
A tribal fight welcomes Tari with open arms and swinging tramontina bush knifes
It pushes further up and restrains as Wapenamanda ends the dog from its barking
From valleys of mist squall an incense of flora from the mighty Muruk Garas
Through orange quarry and thick breeze is the seldom scene of Mount Hagen
Before the hunters of Jiwaka repatriate for a huge feast for abstaining from clashes
Peaceful mud man from Asaro burn their spears as the afternoon cold covers highlands
Are you from the Highlands Region, Maybe?
For I too, am a Papua New Guinean
As the evening reckons a rest,
Voices etched in the shivers from Apo land releases serenity to the beautiful Flying Fox City
Wopa Country delights in the aftermath of the journey that began 40 years on September 16th 1975
The man behind it all, Sir Michael Thomas Somare who hails from the East rivers of crocodiles
To our destiny for another 40, a wish for God’s favour as the sun sets once more in Sandaun province
Are you from Momase Region, Maybe?
For I too, am a Papua New Guinean
Happy 40th Independence PNG!
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