Strange Spirits
A poem based on the story of Doreen Cockatoo, an Australian Aboriginal who was taken as a 6 year old child from the banks of a river and taken to Mornington Island, like many others her identity was changed forever. Something for us all to remember as we celebrate Australia Day.
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1420202/children_of_the_stolen_generation.html?cat=42
Strange Spirits belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, PhilosophicalGeneration of trust down by the stream,
Upon the cracked earth the children dream,
Golden sun in their eyes, a song in the heart,
Swiftly stolen away, women cry as they part.
The promise of fun at the teddy bear picnic,
Bright eyes believing, blind to the trick,
All aboard and down below,
Sailing to a land they do not know.
Pale fingers counting two by two,
Assess and grade the multi-hued,
Colors of the rainbow earth,
Then strip from them their native birth.
Nameless, stateless, no human rights,
Locked behind doors on starry nights,
Each number wakes to toil and task,
Sisters smile a grafted mask.
Robes of white and eyes of grey,
Strange spirits hold a cross and pray,
For gentle souls will search forever more,
Attuned to ghosts who came before.
Wendy Slee
a haunting tale of humans seeking to control the lives of others…..
a sad reminder that none of us are immune, or innocent….... beautiful words here, Shey…... My wish – may they pick up the pieces and remember who they are….. both those who call themselves “victim” and those who we would call the perpetrators….
Shey Marque
me too….sigh…I’m such an ‘issues’ girl, maybe I should write about happier things