Today i am writing a story about Aborigines . It is called i am an Aborigines.
I am born of the land,my soul is the sun.Nature is my mother natures my son,the wind is my spirit,running wild running free.The water is my mirror, reflecting visions of me. I am like a great mirror. I am like a great river that slowly runs dry polluted and abused i am the river, slowly -i die.I am a child of the earth, created from dust. I live for the land, taking only what i must. I am a hunter of animals/ imitating their stance. I ama painter of walls, ia am an artist of dreams. Depicting mythological creatures , and spirits in my scenes. I am from the never never, a long time gone by. the dream ios my creation . I am at home when i die .I own no land, for the owns me.Thats the way it has been, how it always will be .For i am what i am - i am- Aborigine.