Aborigine

The minute you heard the word
Aborigine
Your demeanour changed somewhat
You asked for a good man
I found you one
That was until you realised he was black
He can achieve I pleaded
As well as any man
And you tried to be so polite
As you rejected my plea
But I embarrassed you
When I took my friend away
Without explanation
Of your ignorance
And he thought no less of you
Because you are white

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“Aborigine”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg

Published: 
July 13th, 2006
Category: 
Aboriginal Poems
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