Hi guys, I'm sorry I haven't posted for a while, but honestly; I had no idea whatsoever to post about...Which is quite weird for me...
Anyway, today I'm going to write a poem...Well, try more like.
they're taking away some.
they're taking our country away.
maybe we shouldn't stay
i try not to shed a tear.
i think in my mind that it isn't right
do they know it isn't right, or might?
and now I'm here
i have people that already love me
there are grazes all over my knee
she's coming to fix it
she's telling me to sit
but i already have people who love me
but i already have people who care for me
a strong feeling of affection.
is it strong?
have i done something wrong?
have i done something that affected them?
when am i going back home?
when am i going back home...
I recently watched a film called 'Rabbit-Proof Fence' about people called the Aboriginals, (look down to see more pictures of them). In 1778, Europeans invaded Australia and basically took complete control of it; treating the Aboriginals like absolute nothing, and control of them. They kidnapped the children (which this poem was based on), made some slaves...And those that sort of stuff. But one of the most disgusting things that they done, was wipe out their race to increase theirs. When the Europeans first entered 250 different aboriginal languages there were in Australia. There is just a fraction of that number now.The Aboriginals were and still are spiritual people.
In your comments, please express your opinions of my poem; I really want to hear what you guys think!
Thanks for reading, see ya! ;)