Terra Nullius

Tens of Thousands of Years

one country
one land
one people

One Hundred Years

pioneers
loggers
buildings
cities
rent,
petrol
gas
electricity
cars
goldmines

an island
a country
ruined

destroyed
raped and left
for dead

One Hundred Years

rampant consumerism
white is right
the mindless acquiring of wealth

Our First World Paradise

pesticides
insecticides
oil refineries
coal stations
soil salinity
blue green algae
freeways
housing estates
asylums
institutions

hum hum hum

the bee’s
turn blue and green,
grow seven wings
eleven eyes

mutant honey-makers

from fire makers, dream brothers,
family and a sacred land

loved with each hand
of each generation

Tens of Thousands of Years

here, right here

One Hundred Years
Only One Hundred Years

what have we left you?
WHAT HAVE WE LEFT YOU?

plastic bottles
plastic bags
choking the Merri

trickles
where once was rushing
the Snowy

Ancient moonlight, ghost gums
cleared with no thought
no thought
of tomorrows loves needs wants