FlagColonial powers place a lot on celebrating their ‘discoveries’. How could aboriginal people possibly be ungrateful? I mean imagine spraying paint on Cook’s statue! #invasionday


How could YOU discover ME?
Wherein is the reason that
after several weeks at sea

I was waiting to be found?
I have known each tide and turn
of the seasons underground

long before you built your ships.
I have held the blazing sun
and kissed the moon upon her lips.

I have gazed into the stars
and kindly asked them ‘light my way’
around a land forever ours

where I’ve chanted with the wind
and with it lifted sacred flames
to warm the souls winter thinned.

With your god and guns you came
and poisoned every billabong
without the merest hint of shame,

arrogant and too blind to see
I was your mother long before…
How could YOU discover ME?

About divilthebit

Husband/father/musician (guitar, banjo) singer/songwriter/poet, storyteller, writer ( Irish speaker, B&B proprietor
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