The years have gone now Not sure what sorry can do For Us boys Abused Lonely Not just black Black and blue So who loved us? Then Who watched the watcher? As he made love to me And Lusted over my young body We climbed through windows We ran away Criminals Just For being black and stolen
Explore the poem
- What happened at Kinchela?
- Why is the boy ‘black and blue’?
- Put this poem into the context of the Stolen Generations.