A poem by Samuel Mclean
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In the words from a white Prime Minister, 'sorry'? You think that justice has been served? But where is my family tree the one that I deserved? I lost mine in one generation, a generation where white man's justice was often curved. We never asked for a 'sorry' in a politician's words, We asked for respect, a respect which needs to be earned. But you will never get this off me, you lost it long ago. The only time i will give you mine Is when you find my grandma's name, The name the white man burned!
Thank you Sam for sending me this poem of yours!