Sad days
Nothing changes in the dust and heat
The winter cold
The dirty clothes on street side camps
Blackman at a loss
A coke bottle disguised as a thirst quencher
Laced
The staggering gives the game away
Why can he not find the gold that built this town?
And
Knocked his favour down
Paul Buttigieg
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kalgoorlie-aboriginal/
