Now let us go and dance with arrows,
This thing that death to us shall bring,
Says the warrior.
The warrior's look is as a thunderous rain-cloud,
While the arrows drop as continuous sleet,
A dance of heaven, a dance of hell.
The dance that mortals dance so well,
The warrior’s victorious with unwounded body,
So well the thickness of mail protected him.
With bow let warrior win kina, with bow to battle,
With warrior’s bow come victors after hot encounter,
This dance warrior dances, this dance is his own.
There where the hero speeds hither and thither,
When warrior armed with mail, seeking the heat of battle,
May the two bow-ends, starting swift asunder, scatter.
The bow brings grief and sorrow to the foeman,
Armed with the bow may he subdue all regions,
Finally warrior knows he danced the dance of death.
The photograph shows an Engan warrior killed in the battle by arrows, one of a number from the Kandep District who died as a result of election violence between 2007 and 2017. I witnessed the tragedy of young men losing their lives - PG