Can we change the purpose of your visit?
From
Ownership of our land
To a visitors visa
We could teach you to hunt
And walk our land
Take you to pristine places
Sacred and grand
There would be no need for boundaries
No fences
No titles
We could give you a freedom
A place for white fella’s to come and enjoy
A fresh new world untouched by greed
A place called Gondwana
A place we all need
Again
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This was particularly moving. I have been reading through your poems all day as research for an assignment and it has been a true pleasure.