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Two eulogies


This lovely man.

His love enfolded.
He knew suffering, he saw my pain.
He gave safe refuge in a deep and quiet understanding.
He gave and gave just kept on giving.
If I failed him he forgave.
His kindness was a salve.
His gentle stillness in just being with you.

Dear Ray, thankyou, thankyou.

~He walks his Lands in Peace~
Always was, always will be – Aboriginal Land.
(from peta)

I’d like to pay my respects to a friend, colleague and mentor. Someone whose humour and wisdom were forged in decades of struggle and suffering.

I’d like to pay my respects to a mighty warrior. A man whose anger and disgust at murderous police, corrupt officials and lying media was exceeded by his cool determination to end their crimes and by his deep compassion for their many victims.

I’d like to pay my respects to a tireless fighter for justice. Someone who spilled blood sweat and tears in the struggle year after year; offering himself up with an intensity that would have quickly destroyed any ordinary man. Someone who fought oppression of all kinds and was always quick to aid the oppressed, be they black, white or brindle.

I’d like to pay my respects for Ray Jackson, but all I can offer is words. Words cannot begin to express the respect I have for him.

You fought one hell of a fight Uncle Ray.
Rest in peace.
(from michael)

From → hurts, poetry

One Comment
  1. absent friends, aloneness… only the memory


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