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To the burial council:

Having grandparents and ministers of Gospel of Salvation life was a Haystack.  Such a single needle was playing in grave yards where the dead seemed more alive to a five year old.  I picked flowers, ate tamarinds from the tree and climbed the towering headstones while my uncles dug the holes with their shovels.  My ritual before the ceremonial began with polishing my shoes for a Sunday best and reluctantly letting my mom tie a ribbon in my hair.  Brown skin girl in a pretty white dress made me feel special, thrilled, and so very innocent of their ‘judgments’.  Good grief the whole nine yards are: first sin, savage, evil a despicable entourage of sick minds.  That is the true ‘gospel’ of the Anglo mindset and their theft of our people’s soul for they themselves have none. 

To remove our ancestors bones warrants a deeper understanding of who we are.  Are we the child of savages?  I like to think that my ancestors were the most intelligent first nation in the whole Pacific Ocean sharing the same sentiments with all Pacific Navigators.  In comparative with continental boater’s and their instruments my ancestors sailed by the stars.  From days gone by my ancestors dried their dead family member and too allowed the birds and things to pick at its rib cage—a sustainable way of doing things.  As a child, my father listened to the old folks describe their family burials in chitty chats as a means of mourning and remembering.  A dugout canoe was its sarcophagus; a cave dwelling was its permanent abode, and a majestic place of peace that are connecting to the highest form of respect. 

Bothering my ancestors bones are to commit murder and that are the accords indeed that is striking.  Laws of ancestral worshiping are equally modern. I do not ever remember not knowing the dead in my playtime.  But, to the minds of the ‘Anglo’ and their savage rage of wars it is their pastime of a pit of hell. Enmeshing ancestor’s bones into a pit like setting are done with intent to cause an in just act of war among the ancient dead and their people.

Desecration of our ancestor’s bones is to demean our nation and to diminish the seat of power in the Pacific Region.  To mutilate ancient bones are a continuance of inflicting humiliation and pain on all Pacific Islanders.  In disagreement with the Anglo governing entities and their slap stick rules of authority and to mangle my ancestors in their ‘white racist’ acts of war are for reasons why I oppose the removal of my ancestor’s bones from their sacred and ancient resting place.  Ravenous to our ancient bones --commits merciless murder and criminal acting upon the people of the Pacific and their ancestors.

Headstones are the fruits that bear the markings of the modern dead; to rob the souls of ancestor’s bones are murderous.  Enmeshing our ancestors bones into a pit are to commit acts of war upon Pacific Islanders and their religious worship.   The modern mind set of Anglo nationhood in the Pacific Ocean are to raise their dead to a majestic notion by virtue of malice.