I am a tribal child, living in the forest thrones,
Where fireflies light the mangrove crowns,
The sago trees are here to be the granules of starch,
The hungry crocodiles in the water look for our tiny limbs,
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This is a subject which has rarely been the subject of poems! You have ventured into the rain forest to chase the deprived lives of these hapless tribal children, still steeped in superstition and living as barbarians! A great job! Happy New Year! !