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He was no western student
who thought dreadlocks prudent
Or no mustachioed general
A Pinochet of coral
He wasn't sipping spritzers
as clouds fell to howitzers
No more than a laureate local
who noticed a couple of things

A prayer for Francis Ona
Soaring high above Me'ekamui
Don't believe that it's over
a waterfall in misty harmony

A prayer for Francis Ona
Mountain king of holy treasure
Don't believe that it's over
I know he'll find it someday

Where commerce flow trade world
ignores backwards bushmen
An island bled of tailings
shut down with a sling and stone
Children and mercenaries
play games of hide and seek
Steam rumbles from the center
hell breaks from peak to peak

A prayer for Francis Ona
Soaring high above Me'ekamui
Don't believe that it's over
a waterfall in misty harmony

A prayer for Francis Ona
Mountain king of holy treasure
Don't believe that it's over
I know he'll find it someday

so rare the orchid blossoms
right along the troubled barrier
paguna protests profit
when melenesia benefits
save a land from lumber bandits
see past year twenty ten
righteous rebels scoff the cash off
bougainville was never blood caught


It's been set to music, which one of you may hear someday, so the few rhythmic issues have been bull****ted over already.

but any other comments are welcome. like how the "holy treasure" bit makes me wince.
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Last edited by Yertle at Sep 7, 2007,