My Nana
Rebeka Morrison
taken at the young age of seven,
only a small, delicate flower bud
ready to grow and spread her roots into the world.
The world that didn’t want her!
Wanted to breed her out.
Promised a white education.
Instead forced to work
for the humble, selfless nuns
who were printed in black and white.
saving Nana from her ‘savage’ customs
no language was spoken
only the English poison
which dripped from her lips
down to her stem
into the buds she created
Her children
who had poison in their roots,
which made it hard to grow
hard to learn
hard to listen
to practice their culture that was once lost,
so the leftover poison continued to drip
to their children, Nana’s grandchildren.
The poison stayed in the soil,
and even when watered and given sunlight,
they had their struggles
But the flowers will learn to grow
to survive, thrive, and blossom
until they are seen by the world
and appreciated for their beauty.
Rebeka Morrison is an 18-year-old Bibbulman Nyoongar woman from Perth WA. She has 15 siblings and is passionate about painting, writing, and acting. She loves creating pieces that reflect Indigenous stories, which can be shared with everyone from any culture or background.