Poem about the Kuki

By Ngamkholal Kuki
August 24, 2004
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Ngamkholal Kuki |
Men may come and go;
The Kuki will come and go.
Birds may sing and dance;
The Kuki will sing and dance.
Flowers have its colors.
The Kuki has its color;
Bees suck and knit the honey comb;
The Kuki will re-organize its broken home.
The Sun shines and gives light;
The Kuki shines and gives light.
The star twinkles;
The Kuki twinkles
Ice changes into water;
The Kuki changes not.
Weather may change;
The Kuki changes not.
Reptiles change their colors;
But the Kuki does not change.
Flower blooms and fades;
But the Kuki stands forever.
People hated Jesus of Nazareth;
People hated Kuki;
Jesus was crucified by His relatives, the Jews;
The Kuki was crucified by his relatives.
Jesus was resurrected;
The Kuki was resurrected.
Jesus won the battlefield;
The Kuki will win the battlefield soon.