[Editor: This poem by Rex Ingamells was published in Forgotten People (1936).]
Black Children
Where now uninterrupted sun
Is shrivelling the sheaves,
Black children leap and laugh and run
Beneath a sky of leaves;
And where the farmer thrashes wheat
With steel machinery,
Go glimmerings of their little feet,
If he could only see.
Source:
Rex Ingamells, Forgotten People, F. W. Preece & Sons, Adelaide, 1936, page 3
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