My first winning Poem

Black, White & Grey

My Ancestors

They called them Black when they came here

Over 200 years ago

They were White a Superior Race

Or so they told them so

The White Man took the Black man's land

The land they had walked with pride

And now this proud Aboriginal race

Had to run away and hide.

My black ancestors had no hope

 Against the white man’s gun

So white man started ruling

And the land was white man run

White men took the black man's woman

And started to interbreed

Black and white makes grey you know

But of this they took no heed

They thought they could breed the colour out

Much like they did their sheep

But what they didn't realize was

The colour ran more than skin deep

They stole the mixed race babies

Brought then up in white man's way

But they were never fully accepted

For they were neither black or white but grey

A new race dispossessed of their land

But also their identity

Some however did ok

Like those related to me

My great grandfather from England came

And married my great grand mother

Who was the Aboriginal lady that he loved

And for him there was no other

Through this union ten were born

With this Grey coloration's

And they went on to marry

Folk from a lot of other nations

White and black mixed here well

Though some black was lost through the years

We have begun to find our roots again

As the colour in our hearts reappears

I am one of these grey people

And very proud to be

English, Scottish, and of course

An Aborigine