by Jack Davis
Where are my first-born, said the brown land, sighing;
They came out of my womb long, long ago.
They were formed of my dust - why, why are they crying
And the light of their being barely aglow?
I strain my ears for the sound of their laughter.
Where are the laws and the legends they gave?
Tell me what happened, you whom I bore after.
Now only their spirits dwell in the caves.
You are silent, you cringe from replying.
A question is there, like a blow on the face.
The answer is there when I look at the dying,
At the death and neglect of my dark proud race.
 Bernard Patrick O'Dowd was born of Irish parents at Beaufort, Victoria, in 1866. Always a radical, he championed the idea of an independent, republican Australia. A lawyer by profession, he wrote copious amounts of prose and verse over the course of "a lifetime of unimpeachable devotion to the principles of democracy and humanism".
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by Bernard O'Dowd 
Last sea-thing dredged by sailor Time from Space,
Are you a drift Sargasso, where the West
In halcyon calm rebuilds her fatal nest?
Or Delos of a coming Sun-God's race?
Are you for light, and trimmed, with oil in place,
Or but a Will o' Wisp on marshy quest?
A new demesne for Mammon to infest?
Or lurks millennial Eden 'neath your face?
The cenotaphs of species dead elsewhere
That in your limits leap and swim and fly,
Or trail uncanny heart-strings from your trees,
Mix omens with the auguries that dare
To place the cross upon your forehead sky,
A virgin helpmate ocean at your knees.