I feel it deep inside my heart
This dispossession that tore you apart
From your land and your loved ones
And leads now to your race
Being the most highly incarcerated
By percentage on earth
When I feel how it was for you
To be over run and dispossessed
To have your language nearly entirely eradicated
For your women to suffer
Under the power of white men
For your children to be stolen
My blood boils
And then for there to be
A silencing
And need for us to recognise
Your claim to a voice
In this a land
We never owed
But only stole
It truly makes me cry
Tears tinged with the taste of blood
And I remember how they tried to teach me
I was bad
For being myself
And having needs
That didn’t fit in
With their narrow ways
And maybe its just this echo
That makes me feel the pain
But then I remember how
At first sighting of Uluru
Appearing lavender under a late dawn sky
I wept again
Finally feeling where the true heart of this country lay
While knowing myself to be so very very far away
From the true land of my ancestors
It was then I realised that something went so very wrong
And yet it had to be
The way it was
And in the schism this knowledge awoke
I foundered
Am foundering still
As tears still fall for the state of us
While I pray that in time
We will find a way to truly recognise
What was done
And the pain it caused
For until then
My heart will not fully rest
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