White Skin Black Soul

The lucky country
Shimmers in the sun
Soaks in the rains
Losing gum trees.

Men with guns and germs
Burnt by the sun
Shivering in the winters
Show no concern.

Centuries of genocide
White men stealing black babies
Generations of trauma
White courage died.

Money flows here
Power follows
The lucky country
Ransacked clear.

Foreign gods
Alien technologies
Know nothing
To survive the odds.

Not here.
Not in the lucky country.
Genocide and theft and lies.
Not here.

The soul of this place
Thrums beneath the concrete
Surges around the mines
Flies with grace.

The lucky country:
Dirt babies
Black fellas
And gum trees.

Australia Day
Truth Day
Black Day
Our Future Day.