We exist as a small colony but,
Were once thriving some time when we were lone,
Can’t take back what they've done, the door is shut,
I sit reminiscing about our home
Neither of us knew what we used to be,
Ancestor’s lives taken ‘long with our land,
Spirit there used to be we could once see,
My boomerang, spear out of our hand,
They replaced our life, stayed and took over,
Drowning our past life with wine and beer,
Too much spirit gone hard to stay sober,
Living life every day in cold dark fear,
In the cold of night we used to light fire,
The man apologized, is a liar.