Maori Poem

Ahere
Small, smart, young and rare
Grandparents as her relation
She loves a lot of speed and action

Loves to kill the butterfly
Butterfly fly away – she say
Much in her home to deal– she feels
Education, love and feed – she needs
Butterflies, hate and tears – she fears
Joy, love and peace – she gives
A wish to see
a world that’s free
For prejudice as cold as ice
With food that’s always overpriced

A farm as her residence
A very calm appearance
With her loyal grandparents
With lots of Maori experience
Makareta

Letter of apologize

Dear Aborigines

I’ve just read the Bringing Them Home Report and I was really put out for a shock. I can’t believe that the generations before us could be this cruel and repellent. And to even think about the fact that this actually happened recently just about 50 to 100 years ago!? I can’t believe that our society had not come a longer way and understood the meanings of civil rights. It is truly shocking! And those vicious people who actually saw the look on the screaming mothers’ faces when their children were taken, how could they justify their actions? How could they sleep at night? Were they really that narrow minded? On behalf of my racist grand relatives, I apologies and hope that this crime will never happen to you again. Hopefully in time, you will find the strength to forgive us for our mistakes. Until then, and longer, we will keep up our effort on trying to justify through National Healing Day.

WITH BEST REGARDS
AUSTRALIAN TEENAGER