In the 'land down under,' called Australia by the white man, a sub-culture of indigenous peoples, once superbly connected to this unique landscape, languish in remote settlements, struggling to remember their identity.
Picture is by Peter Josef
Meter is 5/7/5
stories of dreamtime
long since lost for ‘murray’ man
split from his culture
caught 'tween white and black
inebriated stupor
robbing dignity
where is the fire
a spirit once ignited
standing tall and proud
Such a sad story depicted so well in your poem, Uluru such a big meaning to Aboriginals. I had the pleasure to have a champagne dinner served by waiters outdoors next to Uluru then an astrologist explained the stars above the rock which stands tall and proud for them...regards