POETRY OF THE PAPUA CHILD

I HAVE A DREAM

by. Pares L.Wenda

Today I have a seen

Tiom River is such as a blue sky

Today I have a seen

Malagai River is such as older tea

Today I have a seen

Baliem river is such as youngest tea, it’s a already drink

I have a dream

Tiom River, Malagai River and Baliem River had lost. Rubbish scattered are everywhere. Rubbish smell is not well who feel by human.

Landslide and floods will be new life color in the marginal in rivers.

The stones have not been any more. The people could be search a stone in the 2000 yards but they have not been found.

I have a dream, one day.

I will be talk story about our rivers to my grandchild. A hundred years ago this rivers was very well but now as you seen. Oh Jesus I sad.

My grandchildren ask me! What happen like this? How would I be talking him? Oh Jesus I sad.

I have a dream about Lani Jaya

Is it a bring peace? Or is it a bring accident?

The colonial people are always friendly, when they are come to begin.

However when they influence something, they are begin action. We were saying no yesterday well than now because now you have in front of F-16