This poem sums up where we are today in Australia

When  the shearing sheds are silent and the stock  camps fallen quiet

When the gidgee coals  no longer glow across the outback  night

And the bush is forced to hang a  sign, ‘gone broke and won’t be  back’

And spirits fear to find a way  beyond the beaten track

When  harvesters stand derelict upon the wind swept  plains

And brave hearts pin their hopes  no more on chance of loving rains


When a  hundred outback settlements are ghost towns  overnight

When we’ve lost the drive and  heart we had to once more see us  right

When ‘Pioneer’ means a stereo  and ‘Digger’ some backhoe

And the  ‘Outback’ is behind the house. there’s nowhere  else to go

And ‘Anzac’ is a biscuit brand  and probably foreign owned

And education  really means brainwashed and neatly  cloned

When you have to bake a loaf  of bread to make a decent crust

And our  heritage once enshrined in gold is crumbling to  dust

And old folk pay their camping fees  on land for which they fought

And fishing  is a great escape; this is until you’re  caught

When you see our kids with  yankee caps and resentment in their  eyes

And the soaring crime and hopeless  hearts is no longer a surprise

When the  name of RM Williams is a yuppie clothing  brand

Not a product of our heritage that  grew off the land

When offering a  hand makes people think you’ll  amputate

And two dogs meeting in the  street is what you call a ‘Mate’

When  ‘Political Correctness’ has replaced all common  sense

When you’re forced to see it their  way, there’s no sitting on the  fence

Yes one day you might find  yourself an outcast in this land

Perhaps  your heart will tell you then, ‘I should have  made a stand’

Just go and ask the farmers  that should remove all doubt

Then join  the swelling ranks who say, ‘don’t sell Australia out’

Chris Long


Posted on July 16, 2012 in Carbon Tax, Climate Change, CO2, Rise Up Australia, Sharia

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Responses (5)

  1. matt
    January 22, 2013 at 6:33 pm ·

    Poem is spot on. All Australians need to realise that freedom and common sense will soon be just words that have no meaning

  2. patrick
    November 26, 2012 at 8:11 am ·

    There is nothing more true than what is in this poem. I am making a stand. I am voting for Rise Up Party for a better Australia. This poem should be along every RUA brochure distributed to make people think. Thank you RUA.

  3. Amanda
    October 31, 2012 at 10:30 pm ·

    Such a true Ozzie poem.. yes, refreshing does come to mind…the truth is impacting…

  4. carol
    August 11, 2012 at 9:04 pm ·

    nice refreshing post, good job

  5. JULIETTE VRAKAS
    July 16, 2012 at 7:13 pm ·

    you might like to add

    ‘when our roads are privately owned forcing us on eway alone,

    our freedom is seriosly restricted

    like a koala stripped of its gum leaf because of Australian trees are foreign owned

    when will you appear in Question and Answer time?

    Juliette

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