Rise of the Crow

Her smile is lost and laughter fades,

her soul is growing weak,

Violence is not something that

in our hearts we seek.

Silenced were the words

our people could not speak.

Let us rise against our demons,

let go the pain and sorrow

The past is not our future –

Our future is tomorrow.


Written By Michele “Mickey” Hetherington, NSW

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