Sometimes in life for whatever the individual or collective reasons people live in the shadow of the darkness of clouds. This darkness can be self-imposed or due to societies constrains.  A place where the sky is hidden is not a healthy place for anything to be able to be nurtured and grow.   Too many others live their lives in darkness.  I hope with my words the suns rays illuminate a bright light over the shadows and leaves no choice but to reveal the truth of what can no longer be hidden….out of the darkness and into the light!

Generation of Idiots

The age of social media

With gratification  immediate

Consequences for actions

Do not exist with satisfaction

Children raised addicted

Screen face afflicted

Decency and respect

No longer a prerequisite

That parents instil

Instead their childs’ will

Is all that is catered to

Narcissism rules the day

How many likes did I get

And what did people say

Shallow and self-centred

Is the new generation tech head

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The Show Goes On

*  IBA-(Indigenous Business Australia)

When does an Indigenous social enterprise

Fail to hold cultural respect and sensitivity?

When a person dies that gave much of her life

But tourism doors still open for profitability

At Tjapukai Aboriginal Cultural Park

Doors should be closed to the public

At the very least the whole day of the funeral;

Yet IBA does not like to spare

Too many hours of losing money

Yes we all know that it’s a business

But where is the consideration and ethics

When the ‘almighty’ dollar wins

With little consideration for cultural traditions



I remember when the last fluent elderly speaker

Of Djabugay tribe passed away

What respect did the Cultural Park give

For this man on his final resting day?

On the day of his funeral we drove past the ‘Park’

And not even a half mast of the flags

We were disgusted and I am dismayed to say

Why are people used- yet when death befalls them

There is little recognition- by the place that takes their name?



Yet if you travel up the Kuranda range

To a tourist attraction called ‘Rainforestion’

Management decided to suspend performances

Out of respect and recognition

When tragically one of their own

Indigenous workers died recently

For 2 days Pamagirri closed for business

Not just a few hours in remembrance

Of a long term employees existence


Obviously IBA management

Could learn a lot from this place

Taking so much and giving so little

Is an absolute shame and disgrace









Mind Games


Trauma affects many

In different ways

Some recover and live

To see a brighter day

And then for others

It is a replay of a nightmare

In the mind

Time after time

After time after time

Eating away at what’s left of the soul

With the mind playing tricks

That no-one else knows

Nobody except those

Who suffer the same

You are not alone

And are not to blame



Profiteering Privatisation

The system that’s designed to fail

Benefiting the majority

While incarcerating the minorities

To over-represent the jails

The very same people that don’t even

Know their basic rights

Does the court take this into consideration

And duly recognise their plight

A country built on the oppression

Of the people they criminalise

With wider societies acceptance

Stereotyping to try to justify

The discrimination that quantifies

The minority as a majority

Do the research and you will find

Incarceration is  big business

Privatised jails make massive profits

Off the oppressed existence

mlk jail








Who I am

I want to be no-one

Other than who I am

I am proud to be someone

Who rises to make a stand

I will not  compromise

On matters of the truth

I refuse to sit idly by

While, to others, there is no use

I have no strings attached to me

No-one behind the scenes

I will not be told who to be

By those who refuse to see

I can hold my head high

With my conscience clear

I can take courage and prepare to fight

Because I know what I am doing is right



Ethnocentric Dreamings

What is right

And what is true

May be different

From me to you


The reality

That is mis-perceived

From those

Who cannot see

That the problem

With wider society

Is written

In it’s inability

To empathise-

And really comprehend

Still to this day


Rules this land