Loss of Identity

Loss of Identity Generation after generation They shared the land given to them Children were born Elders died All on the land given them in the Dreamtime Time passed Unwelcome visitors came to give them aid They did not ask for the help They did not need the help Those people never wanted to change But change was forced upon them Schools taught new ways Erased the lessons of the time before Those who didn’t change were punished They were killed for their beliefs Now, their villages sit quiet Closed by the people who claimed to help them The lessons taught by the elders are long gone The kids no longer play in the bush The homes of uncounted generations are gone Stories of the elders are no longer told Their culture has been destroyed The people of the village no longer exist Now, they could use our help Help to be who they really are Help to have their land Their homes Their culture Their identities Finally returned to them