60,000 years walking tall in the scorching Australian sun
They wandered down through South east Asia as their journey begun
Their line commenced the same as everyone from an African woman
Whose wide ranging family started in Central Africa as one
They came in the Ice Age when there was a land bridge to walk
Without a written history they rely to pass on their pedigree through talk
Settling in the abundance that was the Australian paradise they made
Hunting kangaroo, emu, wombat and wallaby in family groups as their grade
Their culture stretched across the ages without a challenge to them
White settlers invaded and pushed them into the badlands as it was hard to defend
It is only in reconciliation that we have looked to right these wrongs now
And to finally give to these people their rights as the first Australians to take a bow.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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