I am a Aboriginal woman my skin is tanned and dark
White man points his finger and tries to leave his mark
He tries to make me do the things he thinks I should do
I just want my culture to practice and pursue
I want my native land, to remain and to be free
To follow my own instincts, white man let me be
You push me and crowd me with all your fancy things
White man and your promises with all the heartaches it brings
This land is our land long before you came to stay
It was ours long before you came to prey
This land is full of beauty, it belongs to my people
You want to take it is that being equal?
I am a Australian woman my skin is smooth and white
Dark man points his finger dislikes me with his might
Trying to make me do the things he thinks we should
I only wish the black man knows I would if I could
This is my native land to remain and to be free
to follow my ideals, Dark man let me be.
The blending of the white and dark race
We all are Australians living our own pace
Lets get on with living, loving with eye to eye and see
With tolerance and forgiveness , with love we can be free.
Free to live together in this wonderful land
Land of milk and honey, lets move together hand in hand
Lets get on with being proud of our country each and everyone
That the year 2000 will be the rising of the sun.
By Pamela Du-Valle



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