‘I think of my niece & the pain she endured
Them nights in the cells when her voice wasn’t heard
The cruel, sick mistreatment at the hands of the law
Must surely be exposed in a criminal court
But for W.A. Police it’s a grain in the ocean
‘Cause they mistreat their “Blacks” with love & devotion
Their record on its own could stand mountain high
‘Cause we all know how many of our family have died
They say that there is more than one way to skin a cat
And I think Australian governments have often showed us that
For they’ve killed us & maimed us in so many different ways
And we’ve suffered from birth to the end of our days
But this type of murder it really was callous
So nasty it would make South Africa jealous
They murdered my niece there’s no other way to say it
She could’ve been saved with antibiotics instead of delaying it
So gather your ears our international friends far & wide
Because you know it was legal murder the way my beautiful niece died
My brother’s led the fight to try & get our family justice
Please support us in our fight against this island full of racists.’
Dion Harris (Ms Dhu’s Uncle)
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