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1 " When I met Oodgeroo, I met my mother: not just Dossie’s poise, eyes and Lindt-like skin, but the funny-bugger with a steak knife, buried, a serrated intensity that unsettled me—a boy of elocution lessons and an easier ride, 25 a man of lighter brown travelling, whose tab of overt intolerance came in at insults and one lost girlfriend. I wasn’t there when indignity did its daily round—rarely blunt, rather, a pointed 30 needling that cut near the core, left wounds that broke their stitches every morning I did know that the sharp steel about Oodgeroo was also about my mother. On campus— "
― Anita Heiss , Macquarie PEN Anthology Of Aboriginal Literature
2 " do not take freedom 25 for granted for she is a very fickle lover she will leave you in a heart beat 30 ’cos for now she is married to colonisation a cruel and murderous spouse 35 if you were doin’ time like a fine wine, brother you would make a beautiful bouquet "