At first they came from the south
later all directions
undercover squatters
ambitious freeloaders
them who couldn't pay or could still
unable to make a go on the otherside
landed moored invaded they
descended clippers steamers docked
in ports cities and small towns already
loaded so flooded and flocked inland
the smell of promise so strong compelled
these arrivers to take new Eden as their own
what lay ahead unfurled cruel and hidden hardships
heartbreak dispossession to all who live inside her
though time and time again the locals walked on
country and sang the tracks and trails into culture
the lore and knowledge of one sun an ancient history
remained unimaginable to those who claimed it theirs
the blind and landed cannot really see or know
to walk on and with country again and again is the same
...
learn sorry poetry
dance sing share
sit down
go back
forward
within
celebrate
survival
revolution is earthed
image: The Bridge / acrylic paint, perspex, oil paint, found gold seal, silk, braid on canvas 30x30cm / JMS
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