Emu and Blue Tongue
Way back in time, on a great big black mountain,|
even then, little water was found.
It had not rained in ages and all they had left
was one well, a deep hole, underground.
Walawidbit and Weeri were both greedy men
who planned to steal the water and run.
They made a big eel-a-mun*, filled it to the brim
and stole off when the night hides the sun.
When the people awoke to discover their loss
they were worried, with days growing hot.
There were babies and old folk needing the water
and those men had not left them a jot.
All warriors gathered and followed the tracks,
those theives had been travelling slow.
Water was heavy in the big wooden eel-a-mun
and they had a fair distance to go.
When the warriors spotted them, off in the distance,
they sent their best spear man ahead.
He threw a big spear which bounced off the eel-a-mun,
Weeri laughed 'til his black face turned red.
The two men moved faster, the eel-a-mun seemed light,
they didn't see that water was dripping
Then, starting to run, the dish being empty,
they found in red mud they were slipping.
The people were meeting, deciding the fates
of men who thought just of themselves.
Walawidbit became a blue tongued lizard
to slink his life away on rock shelves.
Weeri became the first emu,
left the mountain to run on the plain,
peermitted to live but away from their families
and never stole from the people again.
But wonderful things had sprung from the water,
big lakes had been formed in the hills.
The plains had rivers and lovely gilgais#
which resulted from eel-a-mun spills.
* eel-a-mun: carrying dish, aka: coolamon, pichi.
# gilgais: natural lagoons
Stories from my People
of Aboriginal Australia,
with deepest respect.
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