Empathise perchance
What’s inside my black head?
Can you Trust my colour
With your friends
Will they accept the difference?
Or love the same
Will you invite me?
Ever
To your new world
I grew up dreaming I was the same as you
All men were the same
We were the same
We were back then weren’t we?
We were just two little kids
Sharing sixpence
And a kick of the footy
At what age did you realise
My colour would exclude me
From continuing the fun and the joy
Of a wonderful friendship
Beyond being children
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do u kno and wranger friends?? that are aboriginal??