Fallen….

Autumn Leaves

I am a leaf in the yards of someone,
I am fallen in the lands of only one

They have no yard of their own,
There are no leaves green or brown

They have nothing to be fallen,
They have nothing to be shown

All has been stolen my dear,
All has been lost no cheer

I am an Aboriginal leaf in my yard,
I have been fallen on the land

My leaves muddy red such a blood,
They have been damaged very badly

I have nothing all has gone,
My colourful yard has been brawn

The house of my yard has been knocked down,
Farms, vineyards have been burnt even the town

They pulled and pulled my yard trees,
Until their roots were torn of the ground

We never rest until the wind rests,
When they leave we leave too

We never stop until the leaves stop falling,
When the summer keeps the leaves fidgeted on trees

Im always in love with you; never its too late,
I like to see a green yard in your eye

Old and ragged things will be moulded on their land,
But the sun light of our hearts will win all in our hand.

Dana Kadir

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