BINABASA MO ANG

"Ghosts Talk"

Poetry

This is a combination of poem, image and music. It involves a Controversial subject that is current today in my own country. Aboriginal Deaths in Custody. Here I have touched on this subject without saying anything outright, and I hope that I haven'...

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Part 2 Ghosts Talk

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What now makes me feel possessed as I write,draw and paint,

Are the oral stories of the innocent woman,

And two CHILDREN being

Hung by the neck until Death.

The story of how that lady died

Bleeding …..Her blood soaking the ground …… soaking into the soil

….down into the bed rocks….down to stay…tied to this dimension

As she dangled dying at that failed hanging attempt

There she was plain as day in the images that I paint.

This is what made me........Feel strange

So..... Now I paint these lost Souls... Spirits of the night

So they Now............Speak through these words

“We stay to help the present learn from the past” They whisper

"You must know all the wrongs

Of past times ….. The real truth

And share it and not allow the hood be pulled over a child'

And made to hang for some trumpet up crime

It was a terrible time ........ Our lives back in 1866 when I "Jango" was born

My people were losing their basic human rights, I was

Still a child of that time. I was hung, hung, hung in 1883."

I too whispers Donald.... I was killed in, my youth hung with a hood pulled down

Covering my face..... So now I still roam caught to teach you in this dimension.

For only by identifying mistakes of the past….. And forgiving them…

Saying SORRY....Then and only then can we be free and rest in peace."

This is what those troubled souls repeat

.And Ellen this is what she says, over and over

"I am Ellen Thompson, and I didn't kill my husband*

I am innocence. May God bless, my children. I did not harm anyone.

I will now die like an angel "........And that is what happened

Ellen Thompson's Innocence Blood Splattered onto the ground

Soaking into the bedrock below....Soaking the executioner

She is wanting an apology.

And so are all those innocent of crime

The children of the land.......All are waiting

For our time to say… Sorry.

* dirrect quote of Ellen's Last Words from http://www.justice.qld.gov.au/corporate/about-us/by-rule-of-law/historical-snapshots/1880s-the-only-woman-hanged-for-murder-in-queensland