John Hudson

It was young John Hudson on the First Fleet.
I was only 9 years old
Sweeping chimneys was my trade
I stole a horse and was caught
The feet thundered towards me taking me to the colony.
Transportation was my sentence.
I was the youngest on the Friendship.
I was left to starve to death
I have survived this journey
I miss my place in England, even on the streets.
But now this place is unknown to the convicts like me.
This is me, John Hudson