Monster

I can't speak my grandmother's tongue and I've never been on my grandfather's land, I've travelled here and I've travelled there, my culture replicated in government-funded laboratories; I am Frankenstein of the Dreamtime, I am Frankenstein of the Dreamtime. Reanimated flesh that once sung natural song-lines surgically removed my Christian soul and repaired it with Indigenous design, a patriot to a black, yellow and red flag, yet I am colour-blind. I am Frankenstein of the Dreamtime. I am a mutation of the white Australia policy! I am Frankenstein of the Dreamtime! I am the Australian Dream's living nightmare; I am an educated Aborigine! I scare some white people with my English; I am a Frankenstein of the Dreamtime! In today's society, my neighbours will sing, Advance Australia Fair, and like the abomination that I am I can only ask Advance Australia Where? Thinking black is a thought-crime, I have no need for Queen or desecrated country and only Australian nationalism can define, I'm a renegade of Indigenous context; I am Frankenstein of the Dreamtime . . .