David SmithWhite

Rookie (270552 / Australia)

Red With Native Blood - Poem by David SmithWhite

Give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.
We have soiled it so, with our hands,
red with native blood.
The earth was stained, when we first came,
red with native blood.
We stole their domain, with a barbaric claim:
that we were civilised and they were not,
that they were the savages and we were not,
when we ravaged the land that began to clot,
red with native blood.

Not content with genocide
we interned them in reserves.
To break their culture
and tribal ways;
in stealing children
the state was brave,
to turn their women
into household slaves,
and hope their men would die,
unmourned, in lonely graves;
a problem to us no more.

Give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.
Acknowledge their just demands,
wash the stains from our hands,
give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.


Comments about Red With Native Blood by David SmithWhite

  • Rookie Gina Onyemaechi (1/23/2006 4:15:00 AM)

    Passionate, conscientious feeling, Mr SmithWhite. I wish your country's leaders would listen to you! Best, Gina. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 23, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, January 23, 2006


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