Doolan, Frank --- "Bullshit in Brewarrina - a poem" [1994] AboriginalLawB 52; (1994) 3(70) Aboriginal Law Bulletin 10

• Bulishit In Brewarrina

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Bulishit in Brewarrina

by Frank Doolan

Lloyd Boney was a brother

From Brewarrina in the West

I reckon he'd have weighed

About eight or nine stone wringing wet

But solid as a post he was

A gidgee strainer post at that

He lost his life at the hands of Police

His crime the man was black.

Lloydie boy could fight he could

Almost as pretty as poor A.B.

Lloydie boy could do the time

Though he loved being free

I know he didn't kill himself

Hell every Koori knows

And as long as deaths in custody occur

This anger's gonna grow.

You make peaceful overtures

You talk of reconciliation

But our basic rights; you still deny

Ain't that discrimination?

Lloyd's tragic death; as we all know

Forced the RoyalCommission

But I ask if anythinglhas changed?

The young men still go missing.

Us Mob have to live with it

You'll never know our pain

The blood is on your hands whiteman

One day your attitude might change.