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24/11/2025

Pain of a good heart.

"Oh LORD!
Why do I have a good heart?
In this romantic relationship
My good heart gave me deep pain
The pain that no one can feel and see
My good heart brought me into the dark night of my soul
Only smile in public and silent tears hide this pain
This good heart of mine makes me unlucky in most of my relationship
LORD! Why do I have this good heart.?

Because of my good heart
She took me for granted though I've been true blue
That makes me quick to anger but forgive her easily
I work silent and hard to make this relationship serious
But all these was scale as boring and worthless
I did not complain nor argue for I know she need space
I communicate well from the distance and she calls me manipulative
With calmness I try all my best but it's still not enough
I gave out my Love and trust but that often ends up me being a loner
All these is because of a good heart

Why do I have a good heart LORD?
It's a painful thing to have a good heart
Having a good heart hurts most
LORD, Why do I have a good hear??🙏"
💔💔😔😔🥺🥺

26/06/2025

WE ARE NOKONDI'S CHILD.

Everything is one,
And though it seems unbalance,
We will stand firm and strong,
We are the child of the Nokondi's,
We are from the East.

No retreat!
No surrender!
No backdown!
For we are warriors,
We were raised to conquer,
Victory is ours.. Yes it is ours.
For we are the child of the Nokondi's,
We are from the East.

One eye to focus,
One ear to hear and not to forget,
One nose to sense the scent of enermy or friend,
One mouth to speak once without favor,
One hand to take action that can't be easily forgotten,
One bow string drawn that is full of kinetic energy to push forward one arrow,
One arrow to dart the bulls eye and never miss,
One leg to stand firm and strong without fear.
Everything is One and stable,
For we are the child of the Nokondi's,
For we are from the East.

By Ian Roke (IR)

Dedicated to UOG Agopea Nokondi's and all the Apo man na Apo meri.

26/06/2025

17/09/2024

TRANSIT TO GOROKA

Tomorrow is our flight,
We did not sleep well at night,
Because we thought of tomorrows height.

Very early in the morning,
We rush to Boram airport with yawning,
The delayed and the que make us to mourn.

My leaders' ticket was cancel,
We assume that it was resell,
May be it was hidden in a computer cell.

We left them,
Leaving my leader, I felt boil on my derm.
I feel hopeless when looking down on the Sepik dam.

Transit at Pom,
Hoping that we are already at home,
But we were caught by a transit time bomb.

Waiting on the customer service,
Impatient passengers were complaining, "WISSSSS!!!,"
We should be warmly welcome by our family's, but it's just a wish.

We were given vouchers to hotel,
It seems paradise but we were in hell,
The night was scary because we were visited by Hel.
My sleep was disturb by moths,
My mind woke up, thinking to touch down Goroka air port,
Waiting patiently for us to dive into it like sweet Gimane that dives into an open pot.

I was surprised to receive my leaders' arrival message on whatsapp.
She asked, "Guys, what's up?"
She added, "I'm at Jacksons Airport now, let's catch up."

She is on the front of the que,
Waiting under NAC roofing that was shaped like an igloo,
We joined, but the morning hunger reminds me of Wosera's Nangu,

At the boarding counter,
We got stucked as pebbles stucks on the coal tar,
The place was over crowded but we performed as rugby stars.

We were so tired
At last, all TP students were completed,
And one passenger were added.

Because we are complete,
We went to look for something to eat,
But we can't because of the pressure and the heat.

Boarding notice comes on the screen,
We rushed in,
As we were competing for limited space in the Inn.

Everything is calm,
Passenger singing their psalms,
Because Goroka is waiting with her open arm.

Finally, she calls, "Mota Okane!!!
Neni Izegipa! Neni Atove!! My Mulune..!!"
Welcome to your Mama's land."

By IR.