<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428085" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Greenstone Axe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He stood upon the pa<br>Looking down upon his tribe</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Greenstone axe in hand <br>His tribal moko on his face and arms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He swung the pendulum <br>Whizzing in the air</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its eerie sound of battle cry<br>Echoing across the land</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The villages they stopped<br>In their daily chores of life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And scattered in a hurry <br>To prepare for the serge of impending death<br>From a neighboring tribe of war</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Women and children ran <br>As quickly as they could<br>To find the shelter needed <br>From the battle cries of death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then warriors all lining up<br>To challenge the Haka chant</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Ka mau&quot;! Is resonate as he cries out the challenge<br>And in union they chant as the <br>Battle cries is heard across the land</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With their spears and battle axes <br>Swinging in the midday sun <br>Their eyes bulging and tongues swaggering </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As they send shivers of fear down the spines<br>Of their enemies awaiting to return the challenge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After each tribe sends out their challenge<br>There is quite as if death is walking amongst the crowd</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The he shouts in one breath and joins his warriors <br>As they step forth to protect their land </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even in the days of old before the explorers came<br>They were fighting for the rights of their land</div><div style="margin:10px 0">© Copyright Kaila George 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kaila+George">Kaila George</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428085" data-title="Greenstone Axe de Kaila George" data-description="He stood upon the pa Looking down upon his tribe Greenstone axe in hand His tribal moko on his face and arms He swung the pendulum Whizzing in the air Its eerie sound of battle cry Echoing across the land The villages they stopped In their d..."></div> </div> </div>

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