If the boats had never came
If the boats had never came and colonisers none
Genocide never happened, wars had not begun,
Darker skin I would have and life I would not fear
If the boats had never came, I would still be here.
Gathering rich bush food upon my mother land
I embrace my peaceful place drawing on gold sand,
Lightest zephyr prompting me in salt water to revive
With precious blue I renew every day alive.
Where quietude surrounds me all along in sight
When setting sun has begun sea eagle is in flight,
And now I hear my people singing up a song
How happy are my people healthy, smart and strong.
I love to dream of way back then when heart was just the same
A painless time in my prime, if the boats had never came.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2024
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