in the dawn they aim to hang a man in the square
his crime a collision betwixt the antique and some strange hostile world coeval
the stars witnesses at his trial are mute banished at first light
in a blind travesty
a preacher reads words of comfort from the Holy Bible
perhaps a fragment of Ecclesiastes
but he is deaf to those sentiments and there be no ceremony of smoking leaves to ease his passage
in the distance combers groom the steel blue sea
and in a farewell ceremony of sorts
he is removed from existence
his manacles and chains fall away in a consolation and the earth captures them in a vice
the sea grows moody and dark
the Dreamtime beckons
then his soul
pristine as a wave crashes
is free
Flynnpoetry 
Is this Rottnest penal colony? Very evocative. Misspelling of Ecclesiastes? ( a v clever reference though) MH
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Thanks Marek, Indeed many aboriginal people were transported from the Kimberly or other warmer climes to provide slave labour on the salt mines at Rottnest. Most froze to death or caught influenza and died. They were cruelly housed in cells just 2 by 3 meters often more than one occupant. 5 inmates for crimes unspecified were hanged in the Quod, latterly a resort. Not so cheery David.
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