POEM

POEM

Ashkab

Old, kind, slow and wise

With his two sons on ice

Who loved his sons most of all

But even though they let him fall.

His sons was very sad

‘cause they did something bad

They were so cold and tired

They had a big desire

To get all home safe

But it was too late

Only two went back home

The other one rests his soul.

SULU

sorry m8 !

To the aboriginal people!

 Hey, I’m truly sorry for what we have done in the past. It’s no excuse to do what we did, but we had no choice. I know there is not enough just to say sorry, but I want you to know that I really mean it. If there was a way to get this undone I would, but the only way is to look towards the future and work together as a community. I hope you can forgive us, maybe not now, but someday in the future. The government was wrong and they had no right to do what they did. So one day I hope you can forgive us, I’m truly sorry. Please forgive us so we can make peace between us.

Sorry from A young Australian