Loss of Identity
Generation after generation
They shared the land given to them
Children were born
Elders died
All on the land given them in the Dreamtime
Time passed
Unwelcome visitors came to give them aid
They did not ask for the help
They did not need the help
Those people never wanted to change
But change was forced upon them
Schools taught new ways
Erased the lessons of the time before
Those who didn’t change were punished
They were killed for their beliefs
Now, their villages sit quiet
Closed by the people who claimed to help them
The lessons taught by the elders are long gone
The kids no longer play in the bush
The homes of uncounted generations are gone
Stories of the elders are no longer told
Their culture has been destroyed
The people of the village no longer exist
Now, they could use our help
Help to be who they really are
Help to have their land
Their homes
Their culture
Their identities
Finally returned to them
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