The love of roads and mines,
of greyed highwayed lanes,
of manicured plantations and barren plains.
Booze running in their veins
Bigots fighting black and white
streams filled with urine and shit.
We know it but do not share it,
our shame kept so private.
I detest urbanised country
its blocks of monstrosities,
of square concrete jungles
asphalt and wanton cruelties.
I hate her cramped horizons,
I hate her chlorinated pools,
Her ugliness and leaders’ apathies
This grey hard city is not for me!
Old forests cut for quick dollars
A tradegy of the fool,
Open pit mines and their scars,
Coal and gas gushing to the moon.
Rubbish infesting our sacred bush,
Where now camels and cats rule,
with cattle and sheep spoiling
once fertile soft red soil.
Core profits and corporations
Stealing your childrens’ wealth
New toys substituted for family health.
We feel ourselves dying
Amid the smoggy air rising
pollutants entering our young ones
twisting their precious minds and genome
whilst the war drums beat accelerando
and the seas coral fade morendo.
Core profits and corporations,
lands of the cursed opals,
For climate change, covid and bushfires
insurers will not fully pay our locals.
Behind closed skyscraper doors
Across million dollar tables;
Can we hear them rubbing their paws
With thoughts of rising profits enabled?
A convict culture country
prosperity bought by thieves.
Stolen generations and lost dignities
with working people on their knees.
In the thirsty front bars
be wary of your drunken gazes
avoid the smoking tars
reject pokies taking your wages.
Though our planet has much beauty
she is deteriorating rapidly.
I know some only pretend to care,
and that is why I share
this story of Australia not so fair.
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