in this town
black feet brave.
brave the spinifex,
brave the broken glass,
brave the hotplate blacktop,
brave the ants, the spiders and
serpents hiding in the hot dry bush
black thaya bright.
bright with thurnigu,
bright with nyurnimalgu,
bright with binyjirrwarnilgu,
bright with gunangugubanyilgu
that takes us brightly, bravely away.
Thanks for checking out my poem.
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