Ayers Rock / Uluru Poem by Ali Eckermann
Ayers Rock / Uluru
old Mr Uluru
a proud man
the day the Rock
was handed back
sits waiting
old Mr Walkabout
a proud man
at the twenty-fifth
anniversary of the
hand back
sits waiting
in the Red Rock tavern
the old men sit
waiting
yous wanna beer
the barman yells
he comes over
whatcha waiting for
the old men stare out
over their Country
waiting
waiting
for recognition
as Traditional Owners
more than just
a few days
in their life time.
The Northern Territory is an incredibly different world. Kakadu, Catherine and Alice Springs. With your words I picture Uluru and am planning a trip there. Wonderful to read your work.
This poem is amazing. Fascinating to read and because I know Ayers Rock, I know so well this poem and all your background stories. I regarded that as non-human to adopt kids from happy families. Shame on the government of Down Under at that time.but I am very happy that you write excellent poems about your family and area.
Traditional owners! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/12/2023 3:49:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beautifully crafted; enjoyed I