Aboriginies respect

Wild men they were not
They were men with souls
Men from the outback
Who knew their roles
Experiencing life
Nothing they couldn’t do
They lived where they lived
And were always true

They lived in the sun
And they found the shade
With no running water
They knew where it laid
They ate the wild food
Their tucker they knew
Nothing could phase them
Not even you

The white man he came
And what did he say
He shouted and screamed
When he took us away
Away to the prison
A chain on our neck
A chain on our ankles
To keep us in check

Thrown on the back of cart
In full sun
They carted us miles
When all is said and done
They treated us badly
They knocked us around
As if We were the first fucking men
That they found

We were indigenous we knew the score
We were at peace
We didn’t want war
But they beat us around and they swore
At us too
And they called out our women
It’s what they shouldn’t do
Because we might be wild
But we do have souls
Maybe we are chained up
We do have our roles

The universe gives us fresh air
Just like you
So a little respect
Really would do

Don’t talk us down
Don’t let us be
We are so proud
To be the aboriginie
Yea the first people
The outback our place
The roo is our friend
And by good grace

We walked and we slept
In the shade and we know
Where it’s safe where there’s water
Enough yea and so
Don’t disrespect dont throw us a chain
We are as human as you are
Our pain
Is no different to yours
We are just wild
But inside us all
Is our inner child

Working on the road in the hot sun
Sworn at by passing cars
But good men and true

I have met lots on my journey
From
PErth to Adelaide to Darwin to cairns to Brisbane to Sydney to Perth
And down to Margaret River and back to Perth