"...Australia, an untouched virgin once, Bona fide, organic and pure.
A mineral chest of abundant treasure, environmental grandeur.
We knew of this beauty a long time ago made love to her day and night.
By drawing our dreams and history on her, decorating her with our Light.
We roamed the length, the breadth of this land, our children, and children ‘on’.
Until one day, there came a change - original purity gone.
Different perspective. Adaptation. Laws from the Convict Mob, To Stolen Generation.
‘Who am I?’ he asked,
Who are you?
Savage what’s your name? Your truth's not true..."