In the heart of the Pacific's embrace,
A nation emerged with dignity and grace,
From prehistoric past to destiny unknown,
Papua New Guinea, a land to call its own.
In '73, self-governance they'd declare,
A people united, a vision to share,
On that December day, their journey would start,
Towards full independence, with hope in their heart.
In '75, the flag was unfurled,
As PNG joined the nations of the world,
With Somare, their leader, the "father" they'd name,
Guiding them through the path to acclaim.
Through the '70s, early years they'd explore,
Facing challenges they'd never seen before,
Economic hurdles and political strife,
Yet forging ahead, determined for life.
Julius Chan, Pius Wingti, leaders of might,
Nurtured a nation, through day and night,
In '89, Bougainville's conflict would arise,
Testing their strength, under New Guinea Island's skies.
Mekere Morauta, Sir Rabbie Namaliu's grace,
Led with transparency, in this challenging place,
Bill Skate's charisma, though controversy would flow,
Development, they'd strive for, with each new blow.
Peter O'Neill's era, infrastructure's grand feat,
But controversies and challenges kept them on their feet,
Then came Marape, with unity in sight,
To address education, healthcare's plight.
Earthquakes would tremble, in twenty-eighteen,
Testing their spirit, resilient and keen,
While student's riots in '09's May,
Showed strength in diversity, in their own way.
Bougainville, its journey to independence, nears,
As PNG's history continues through the years,
In twenty-twenty, they'll navigate the tide,
With hope and courage, side by side.
In twenty-twenty-three, PNG stands tall,
A nation diverse, united for all,
Their story of struggle and progress they claim,
On Independence Day, they honour their name.
Papua New Guinea, a land of a thousand tougues,
A nation that's risen to every new height,
With hope in their hearts, and dreams to pursue,
On Independence Day, they salute the red, black, and gold.
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