Multicultural Melbourne

Melbourne Immigration Museum

I stroll,
Past history,
Past lives,
Past stories.

I see for the first time MY nation’s history,
My nations courage,
My nations suffering,

My eyes glaze over
And realisation creeps up on me.
I see stories of the past and present,
Played out before me,
The lives of Australia’s people,
Australia’s history

poem by Katie Anne
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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