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HUMAN GRACE By Laura Davis 2014 They called my mum a murri, A bung, a gin a black. But one thing they could not call her, And that was fuck'n fat. Her fingers were not bony, And her legs were lean but strong. For she could walk a thousand miles, And no thing could be wrong. The Earth supplied my mother, With everything she'd need. And she returned her love for life, By planting many seeds. She planted for the future, For generations time. A transcendental garden, That did not cost a dime. But then along came white man, And called us heathen cunts. They burned our precious gardens, And left it black with stumps. They stripped the life from most the land, For cattle, roads and grain. And treated us like animals, Without a heart or brain. I say to you my white man, For this you may not know. You still have no motherland, For love and life to grow. You sell her off so easily And move from place to place. Yet every time you lose your land, You lose your human grace. Wert has inspired me to share a poem or two. Not intended to offend anyone. Just how I feel and see the world. Scared motherfuckers! By Laura Davis 2012 I'm so scared that I cry, I'm so scared that I will die, My haunted heart,hurts so much, To buy my life is so tough. chorus Kill me and release this pain, My broken heart is no ones gain, I wonder why I cry in vain, I feel like I have gone insane. My mother left me by a door, She must have felt that she was poor, Nowhere in her heart to store, Another sleeper on the floor. Now I need my mother back, My motherland and I intact, My heart can bleed into my track, So I can have my real world back. This white man's way is all so wrong, They can't even sing their song, They certainly wont right the wrong, They say I must just move along. I'll die if I don't know my land, I will die at white man's hands, They stab me every chance they get, And then they hope that I'll forget. I don't forget and can't go on These motherfucker's stole my song I'm so scared that I cry, I'm so scared the land will die.
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