[tabby title="Poem"] The Colonisers wanted everything,and took everything, they stoleyour stories, replaced with their history,their view of you, their lies. They took the land to grow the food of the Gods,a sacred drink of the ritual, made mundane for thehomogenised...

[tabby title="Poem"] You cannot scold me,you cannot rebuke me,nor can I be chided or chidden,sure look,you can only give out to me,for my grammar,and your incorrect—corrections. This foreign tongue is my own.Invasively spread—and re-invaded in return.Reshaped and reinvented,I’ll do it...