We Stole Their Heart
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Chelsea Van Duyn, Grade 12, John Calvin Christian College
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Poetry
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2011
Excellence Award in the 'Step Write Up 2011' competition
Sometimes you think so,
That Aborigines don’t know
Of the racism and hate,
Lost rights and ‘bad fate.’
Each child lost their family,
Not one escaped the tragedy.
Grief stricken faces paint a vehicle’s window.
Everyone watches as away they go,
No one’s eye is empty of tears,
Everlasting seconds drag by, in years.
Riled and angry, frustrated and sad,
Aborigines are all, and anything and mad.
The whites, however, they feel no pain
In comfort and peace, they only gain
On and on, the removals continue
Now forced to live like me and you.