Waka
“Ka mate, Ka mate, kora, kora will I die will I die will I live will I live” thunders around the sea. It’s the sound of tattooed monsters. The waka is breathtaking with the loud, tremendous sound of war and tingling of adrenaline.
“Splash” the waka is like a knife cutting the sea. The vessel is now a taniwha sticking its tongue out saying ”I will eat you”.
As we continue I feel anxious, my fellow bulky warriors blast with their strength and fearsome pukanas. The carved patterns on one side come from my beloved mother's side and the other half is my father's side. We are heading to our destination to tear them apart for stealing our land.
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