Written in 2004 not published
Shall I look you in the eye
or hang my head and heave a sigh?
The choice is dead easy.
What do I do, what do I buy
do I tell the truth or do I lie?
The choice is dead easy.
Confront you till the day I die
or turn away and say goodbye?
The choice is dead easy.
In the name of patriotism you stole my country’s pride
In the furtherance of your racist desire
you changed the law to steal Indigenous land.
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