Lyrics To 'Blood Sucking Leech'

Blood Sucking Leeches.

“ONE OF THE MOST ISOLATED REGIONS IN THE WORLD.”
Every turn I make
Looks the same as the next.
I'm Trying to get somewhere but i’m lost
Im lost.
Every turn looks the same
The stars begin to match grains of sand
It all combines together
“Mind over matter”
“Mind over matter”
I mutter to myself as I secretly feel the blood sucking leeches
And I can't tell if they are sucking my blood or sucking the
Hope out of my soul.
The morning dew doesn’t cover the smell of
Feces I have to clean
And the whistling wind doesn’t cover up the little girl's cries.
I want out
I want out of this fence
Out of this first day of school
I want out
They are training me to be less of who I am
To knock out my heritage
To make my soul more white. To change my goals and ideas to more
White.
White.
My plan is to leave. To leave this place.
To leave the morning toilet bucket clean
To leave the cries of little girls
To leave the frowns and to leave the once known
Who are now more white
Now less of who they are.
I have to be the eldest I have to be strong.
I felt my heartbeat in my legs.
Out of my chest.
I look at them
My eyes meet my sad sisters hands as they clean and clean as they try to remember what it was like to not be here, I see a tear drop on to the floor and my sister wipes it clean off the floor because who knows what will happen if she leaves a mess.
A mess of tears.
A mess of no hope
A mess of her
I get a flashback, of that night
The night I tried to escape alone
“They’re not ready”
“They're not ready”
I remember thinking as my feet went through the river where boys and girls swim in the summer.
The current was strong.
I could see the
undertow.
I could see the bloodsucking leeches latch on to me as my feet tried to move through.
I was taken
Taken under water
Under to an unknown land where it all seemed serene
Maybe I should give up
Give up
And never go back
This was my plan
Those blood sucking leeches didn’t only suck my blood that cold night.
I come back to the real world
I remembered I had two sisters waiting for me to wake them up in the morning.
My flashback seemed more real than the last.
I knew what I had to do differently.
“Molly?”
I hear my name through my subconscious and I come out if the daze
To my little scared sisters face
Dirty
Cold
I could see her facial bones.
The food here isn’t what our bodies are used to
Her hand moves down my arm and reassures me of what she doesn’t know
About that night.
I have came up with a new a plan
Ive crossed the bridge
And I'm there
“We’re not going to school”
Gracie
Daisy
Simple
Hopefull
Scared little girls.
My family
I saw their eyes fill with terror
Shock.
They must have seen it in my eyes too..
They looked as if they didn’t hear right.
Their faces went numb with a half smile.
Before I know it we are there
At the rabbit proof fence.
The tea trees swayed in the wind
The wind traveled through the fence and hit my legs
I think of the stories I have heard of the girls who stay on the settlement
They Are damaged
Hurt
And lost without a story of who they were born to be
And just stuck with what they were made to be.
I look at my sisters.
They still look scared but they look prepared
Daisy touched the fence probably trying to bring back memories
Of our father
And his father
They built these fences.
The fence that kept us out.
We came over the fence
Our feet go up a fence hook and jump over
All I see for miles is tea trees
My eyes focus and I see what looks like a dark line in the dirt
I feel the fear
The kind of fear you get when a very real thing happens
The fear of life.
I tell them to run
Run like our lives depended on it
My feet move fast
Then faster
I feel like I could run from my problems
I try to be grown
For my sisters
If i'm weak
They Are weak.
I pull through
I look over and my sisters
Half alive
But not physically.
The trees rush past us and all i hear is the sound my feet make on the dirt.
The dirt that carries me and my half alive sisters to the pond
The pond where I almost left
Lost
And gave up.
I come up to the edge
Weeds poke at my ankles and I feel the cold water
Which will soon be a big mud pile.
My sisters search for somewhere shallow
Somewhere where the current won't get them
Like it did me
All i worry about is the leaches
The blood sucking leeches.
They can’t take my sisters
They can take their blood
But not them
The banks were muddy
The kind of muddy that's always wet hence the constant water splashing across it.
Slippery too
I look down at the swirling currents as they create small spinning burrows in the already moving water
“Yadarini! Bukalah! Bukalah!”
I'm surprised they still remember
Remember how we used to talk
Back in jigalong.
Back at home
I heard a gasp I look back cautiously
I hope the leeches didn’t steal my sisters.
One of them had found a spot
A spot to move
I'm surprised
We must had moved up miles before finding the right spot.
Our faces fill with joy which is almost instantly erased
And replaced
With scared frightened eyes
We follow the paths made by cattle
The trees rush past, and so do our faces
I look up and I find an even better spot
A tree had fallen
Fallen over the river
The mud had came to use
As it decided to hold the big log in place
The blood sucking leeches would take my sisters after all
I'm scared
I have to be strong
My thought process is nervously trying to be brave while being
Immensely overthrown with fear.
But I have to do this.
The girls scrape mud from their feet
And began to climb behind me
My arms are stretched wide apart trying to keep balance as I move on foot in front of the other
Trying to steer clear of the uncertainty
I turn my neck to look back to make sure both sister are still there
I see four arms out moving
Up
And
Down
Trying to find the perfect amount of balance
Before I know it
My feet carried me
Carried me to the end
I feel halfway there Half way home
Halfway to
My hope
My heritage
Which was stolen from me
From my soul
I've made it farther than before
And the bloodsucking leeches
Didn’t take me
They saved me.