My Ancestral Poem

I am a proud Samoan with no shame to hide sometimes I lie but nothing will take away my Samoan pride.

I am a male,

boy not a girl,

a loud 12 year old pearl.

A proud Samoan who loves fire dancing, throwing fire in the air, trying to bare the heat with sweaty hair.

A Samoan who likes slap dances, hearing my ancestors doing their chants and fighting for me in battle.

My ancestors live in me,

their past decisions have shaped who I am today and if it weren't for them my days will feel like rain.

I will take my ancestors with me,

They may not be with me physically but they will be with me in spirit just like the wind.

I see myself inside an arena fighting for the championship title against John Cena.

I will rise in the future with my ancestors cheering for me and crying tears of joy.

I will succeed with the comfort and love of my ancestors.

My Best Friend

This is my poem that I have submitted in the poetry box competition.

                                       

My Best Friend

To my dear friend Tupou.

Friendship is not a gift it can not be bought or sold not even with gold.

It takes more then to just care to be a friend you have to try and blend .

I have a friend,

we have stood strong,

he has been there for me from the beginning of the road.

Even though we fight a lot our hearts shall not be apart.

You will never be alone because your friend is there with your hand in hold.

We can be kind of crazy and fun but  Our friendship is a song that I will remember,

the rope can’t break when we are together.

True friendship is from the heart when you get along with somebody then something will start.