Aboriginals Poems

Economic Racism

Would a man be any less a man
If he were to replace the iron links
Around his neck with gold chains,
Or the shackles on his wrists and ankles
With gold bracelets?
Would he be considered compromised
To the devil in exchange for indulgence?

Would...Read More

Many children were stolen
It wasn’t that long ago
Our rich culture took a beaten 
Our children's cries still echo
This is what separates our nation


They came on a big ship
And fired their gun
Our languages were split
 We were forced to run
This is...Read More

Thoughts of Death
 
Death is a foreign country
 I wish not to go there as I`m only used to life
despite we do our best to destroy our planet.
The aboriginals in Australia call death
dream time, there are times when I ask...Read More

The land floating in ocean far in the south 
It is Australia as British people thoughts 
The aboriginals in the land full of doubts 
Making different calls as different  people saw

Clearly, Guards of kangaroo do the best jobs: 
Every...Read More

Back in the height
of our pre-millennial military-industrial
post-revolutionary days
of competing excess...

No, love,
Stick with
Once upon our Sacred Times...

Once upon a time
here in the US of Northern Americas
we used a Reservation Model
to dispose of hopelessly disabled aboriginals,
too RightBrain prominent,
throw-back quasi-human
First EarthNation
Nature/Spirit
multi-languaged uncultured Tribes.

Unfortunately,
not...Read More

Self-pardoning rights of predators and pirates
emperors and kings
CEOs and wealthy competitors
follow our over investment
in separating natural land and bodies
from oceanic surfing inside spirits,
yang ecopolitical strength of communal sight
from yin personal flow of sound,
resonant orthodox positive
and
negatively correlated dissonant 
and merely eisegetical--
not...Read More

wild Australia
hark... sounds of didgeridoos
mobs of kangaroo

Australian folk...
Aboriginals suffer
arpartied still reigns...

Australian folk...
at one with nature... what's left
arpartied still reigns...

vistas of nature
o that monolith could talk
Australian woes

deforestation
all life suffers pollution
koala's left dead

crocodiles... wildlife
Australia's indigenous
extinctions for real

...Read More

Residential School Students
Atrocities towards the Aboriginals in Canada

OUR PLIGHT

The creaking of the door at night
Always sparked a fright
For me and all the other
Boys and girls
What they were doing; was just not right.

Morning, noon, and night
Our thoughts were filled only
With thoughts...Read More

The elapsing of the year gets almost everyone busy, 
listing things to do and not to;  
What to leave out or cross over with
Recreating the disfigured concepts of one's entity,
Refilling the unfilled rows and columns of a mystery,

It is...Read More

I do not have to go far away
 but just look within canada     to see
there is starvation      poverty      and death

now, this will never be taught in...Read More

Setting aside richly incorporated through homeless economies,
we have three political ways
to compare a population's internal status:
a. Aboriginal populations,
b. Immigrants--sometimes appearing as multiculturing creolic waves,
c. EmPowered Natives.

Natives are aboriginals
unless a more self-centered wave of supremacist immigrants
stake and successfully defend their claim...Read More

I am Lilizzi, or the spirit of fire, I am the pure essence of the flame itself,
all fear and adore me. Does not every star in the heavens burn because of me?
Out of all four elements, I am by far...Read More

Buddgelin Bey – Translation of Rex Marshall’s « Buddgelin Bey » by T. Wignesan

(Rex Marshall, b. July 16, 1943 at Grafton, belongs to the aboriginal tribe, Thungutti/Gumbaingeri of the Baryulgil
Reserve in New South Wales. He studied up to 6th grade...Read More

Ne soyons pas rancunier – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Let us not be bitter” by T. Wignesan

(Note : The fiery fearless rebel of Where we going (1964) and The Dawn is at Hand (1966) – Oodgeroo’s first two collections –...Read More

L'Assimilation – Non! Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Assimilation – No !” by T. Wignesan

Born Kathleen Jean Mary RUSKA on November 3, 1920, in the North Stradbroke Island, off Queensland, she was deemed as an aboriginal (poor whites too were subject...Read More

by Robert (Bob) Moore

The 26th of January, is called Australia Day
that was when some 10 pound poms, decided they would stay
they had been, for about a week, at a place called Botany Bay
not much there, just sand and rock, and...Read More

The tribes of Canada's aboriginals are recorded,
On birch bark scrolls their history and stories told;
And in songs and poetry they keep their heritage alive.
                ...Read More

The Cider Gum (Eucalyptus Gunnii)

By 

Kevin L Fairbrother

The full Moon ablaze in the night sky

Beams down on the dead and dying Cider Gums

Their ghostly silhouettes, so white and stark

Now just a reminder of the past

…

The Central Plateau, the High Country...Read More

 
chinese food dripping sauce
spicy beef and noodles
steaming vegetable rice
eggrolls and plum dip
spareribs and garlic
delightful
food


oh so delicious-    most of us have all the food
we want      but wait    I do...Read More

It is a tree of five hundred one and twenty different fruits
with nine others totally disenfranchised
in a garden of more than a colour of grapes
a black bunch out of every five same
is its numerical contribution in such defined location

A flowing...Read More

Liberal tory predjucide

457 visas 2 help the jobless score,
a hundred thousand jobless,
upon our Aussie shore,
one hundred thousand imported,
by howard the duck billed rat,
{still here}
fat ole bat got 30 thousand more,
are you aware of that?
so special working in the mines,
the greed...Read More

Free your mind from everyday shackles
they will only hold you bound in chains
forget all the things you have been taught
like there are no fairies, no unicorns

Try to remember instead the wonders
of what you accepted as fact in childhood
let your imagination...Read More

Pig a billa

Good tucker is ol pig-billa,
Porcupine Echidna hey,
Favourite food of Aboriginals,
Has him own spears anyway,

Track him cross the hot red sand,
Which way does he go, today,
Claws on his back legs are a pointing, 
Where he come from, there we...Read More

When the earth bleeds;

fights abound about like Aboriginals tales,

memories of words that abut prophecies unveil,

multitudes of no fixed abodes occupy psychiantric hospital beds...

 

living in pain waiting in vain,

life shattered and broken...

a shadow closing down the globe

when the earth bleeds!

...Read More

Madness about everything,
Craziness about nothing,
The complacency of the aboriginals.
Unlike the tail-wagging syndrome
Of the black man, a hyperbole!
The truth of nature prevails.
Yes, upon their claims of immunity.

“We taught you the how and why of life,”
The songs of the humbug pioneers hear!
For...Read More