Re: [recoznet2] A Sad Duty

[tdunlop]

You're welcome, Ian.  But I made a mistake in transcription - 'glow' should be 'glory' in the 3rd last line.  I've changed it below.  Sorry about that.   Tim ============   Jack Davis   Aboriginal Australia   to the others   You once smiled a friendly smile, Said we were kin to one another, Thus with guile for a short while Became to me a brother. Then you swamped my way of gladness, Took my children from my side, Snapped shut the lawbook, oh my sadness At Yirrkala's plea denied. So, I remember Lake George hills, The thin stick bones of people. Sudden death, and greed that kills, That gave you church and steeple. I cry again for Worrarra men, Gone from kith and kind, And I wondered when I would find a pen To probe your freckled mind. I mourned again for the Murray Tribe, Gone too without a trace, I thought of the soldiers' diatribe, The smile on the Governor's face. You murdered me with rope, with gun, The massacre my enclave, You buried me deep on McLarty's run Flung into a common grave. You propped me up with Christ, red tape, Tobacco, grog and fears, Then disease and lordly rape Through the brutish years. Now you primly say you're justified, And sing of a nation's glory, But I think of a people crucified-- The real Australian story.   ---       --Original Message----- From: Ian Henderson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Date: Friday, March 24, 2000 1:42 AM Subject: Re: [recoznet2] A Sad Duty Thanks a lot Tim.   Ian Henderson.