This poem was forwarded to me today by a friend, we don't know the name of the author however. As with everything else involved with this tragedy - it is very moving.
"Black is all I see"
Where green and gold once cloaked the land
Where eucalypt and pine did stand
Where man did live and lay his hand
"Now black is all I see"
Where horses grazed and cattle drank
Where grasses lined the river bank
Where stood a house and water tank
"Now black is all I see"
There was a town with store and hall
Which proudly stood 'neath ridges tall
Now nothing moves or lives at all
"And black is all I see"
There stood a home and there another
Where lived a daughter, father, mother
A sister, cousin, neice or brother
"Now black is all I see"
Our nation grieves and holds them tight
Throughout the darkness of the night
Till daybreak brings an ashy light
"And black is all I see"
"Poor fella, my country"
N.D. 11 FEB. 2009
The incident is really very sorrowful. No doubt that was the most horror busfire.
ReplyDeleteThe peom showcases those intangible incidences
Hi Liz, very moving poem.
ReplyDeleteHave just caught up with all your recent posts. Hope the weather is kind to you for the Faulkner's reception.