Kakadu Wrath

Standing there

Your little toes connect

Tenuously

To heaven on earth

Where a million black feet have walked
Sacredly before
And
It’s that season
Again

Sweet black child
When

Rain makes mud
Puddles make pools
Pools make lakes
And black kids play
Birds and animals
Thrive
Again

With wild flowers

Only ruined
Because

The toads are coming

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“Kakadu Wrath”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg

Published:
July 27th, 2007
Category:
Aboriginal Poems
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