Magic Box Poem

I will put into the box …

The sound of the pacific island drums banging in my ear

From the time of the sunset shining in my eyes

A whisper from the trees in my ear

I will put into the box …

The freezing hand of a bloody crown

A loud war scream from sacred tapa

For all the memories of my first steps

I will put into the box

All of my dreams that I have kept and all the nightmares that made me wept

For all the time that I am down

and a rugby trophy that I shall hold

For the time when I grow old

My box is fashioned from  tapa cloth and  adidas clothing with Pakuranga jaguars logo on the lid and rugby ball in the corners.

Its hinges are destroyed like the many souls that were lost in the great war

I shall share my box for centuries and treasure it.