Ihumatao.
“No you can’t take my land”, I shouted.
I could feel my shoulders raising and hear my deep breathing.
Get off my land !! I thought.
I scanned around slowly. I could see the women crying
hugging
their whanau.
hugging
their whanau.
I could hear my whanau stomping around.
I could smell smoke from the fire.
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