And
I ponder

Is black skin

All we have left

Is it the only remnant?
Feature perhaps

Of our distant past

Of Australia of Australis of Gondwana

Have you not finally broken us?
And
Killed our culture diluted our true blood
But for a few desert dwellers

Tried to bleach us with white love

Is not our black skin fading
As you would wish

Is genocide the winner?
At last you say with a smile

The results of our white wash
Are coming through