Innocent Still Poem by Leonard Fong Roka

Innocent Still



The New Guinean barrel faces me
And my mouth waters.
The soldier teases me
And my ears burn…
But I am still innocent
Innocent as Jesus.

The New Guinean baton skins my head
And it bleeds furiously.
The policeman chains me up
And my wrist aches
But I am still innocent
Innocent as Jesus

The New Guinean law stool flattens me bums
And it loses me blood o’er.
The law man want me answers,
Yet I know no such crime
For I am still innocent; Innocent,
More than Jesus!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In 1997, I was returning home after school from Arawa High School, when a bunch of wandering PNGDF soldiers met me and my two friends. One of them, a Tolai, looked me and a number of necklaces on my neck and said: ‘Hey, yu marit man? ’ (Hey, are you are married man?) . They all laughed to our intimidated complexion as we fought to prevent tears trickling down our cheeks. After satisfying their need of molesting a trio of neatly uniformed Bougainvillean students they ordered us out of their sight. That’s what evil the country PNG does to us in Bougainville
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Leonard Fong Roka

Leonard Fong Roka

Arawa, Bougainville Island
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