POETRY.


MUNICIPAL GUM



Gumtree in the city street,

Hard bitumen around your feet,

Rather you should be

In the cool world of leafy forest halls

And wild bird calls

Here you seems to me

Like that poor cart-horse

Castrated, broken, a thing wronged,

Strapped and buckled, its hell prolonged,

Whose hung head and listless mien express

Its hopelessness.

Municipal gum, it is dolorous

To see you thus

Set in your black grass of bitumen-

O fellow citizen,

What have they done to us?


By Oodgeroo Noonuccal



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