The arid earth, the white man sees
\nNo water, reason of life
\nAnd walks led by legend of inner sees
\nBrings on all around strife
\nSmites nature, and those who live
\nOn the bounty the white man cannot see
\nThose who are not men but fauna
\nBy the white mans decree…
\nThe Gods gave to the Aboriginal the arid earth
\nIts bounty for them to to provide
\nAnd eyes to see what the white man cannot
\nTo those who there reside…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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