soil-conservation-people-religion-and-land.pdf - South West NRM

"THE SPOILERS"
Ye are the Great White People, masters and lords of the earth,
Spreading your stern dominion over the world's wide girth.
Here, where my fathers hunted since Time's primordial morn,
To our land's sweet, fecund places, you came with with your kine and corn.
Mouthing your creed of Culture to cover a baser creed,
Your talk was of White Man's magic: but your secret god was Greed.
And nw that your generations to the second, the third have run,
White Man, what of my country? Answer, what have you done?
N m the God of my Simple People was a simple, kindly God,
Meting his treasures wisely that sprung from this generous sod,
With never a beast too many and never a beast too few,
Thro' the lean years and the fruitful, he held the balance true.
Then the White Lords came in their glory; and their cry was:
"More! Yet more ! "
And to make them rich for a season they filched Earth's age-old store,
And they hunted my Simple People - hunters of yester-year -
And they drove us into the desert - while they wrought fresh deserts here.
C.J. Dennis
Circa 1930.