Ode to Manu'a, a poem by Stina Scanlan

you… make my earth quake magnitudes of indignation

to campaigns that use your name as an accessory

they only wear it to look good

to the promises that have yet to be fulfilled

we’ve been surviving this far on our own

to those that look down on us

taste and see our potential

know we are more than an after thought

talofa ia oe si o’u alofa

i feel you.

i hear you.

Even when others refuse to

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pacifically yours,

stina

[poem: Stina Scanlan posted to Manu’atele Community Facebook page last week by Will Thompson]