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Our Bequest
To our children this is our bequest; this land from which we’ve torn the best. Be grateful for what you now receive; do not look at this mess and grieve For we don’t know the meaning of care and so … Continue reading
Hope?
At times I need to see some hope; some special thing so I can cope. The doom and gloom, life in despair; those ones out there who just don’t care. The beauty that I see decay so some bastard can … Continue reading
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Tears
Loneliness sweeps through this crowded land where hearts are buried in drifting sand. Where teardrops fill oceans of pain and life is lived with nought to gain what can there be but pain and fear the recipe for that single … Continue reading
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On Weirdness
I know the place where I belong is somewhere wild and free; a place where I can simply be that weird bloke who is me. I’ve tried at times to be in this world but I don’t seem to fit … Continue reading
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Questions
When my enemy’s gone whose friend will I be? Will I be lonely the on day I’m set free? When the battle is done just what did we gain? Will it be worth it in the end – all of … Continue reading
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The Unfolding Scolding
So many years we ravaged her; this entity – our Earth and all through time we took and took and never paid its worth. Now finally, she’s rising; her wrath will now unfold. to her we’re just a nuisance that … Continue reading
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Humanity can go to Hell
So many worlds now linger awaiting the licking finger. The doom and death of fire; my land’s a funeral pyre. So many refused to hear the call of Gaia – faint but clear. Now She shakes away her pain caused … Continue reading
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A modern view of a sunburnt country.
The burning field and coppice The smoke and tears and flames Of burning homes and forests Is beating at our brains Grey-white skies in the distance As the smoke blots out the sky I know, but cannot share it, My … Continue reading
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No Need Fore Tears
It came to me through Spirit; ’twas music to my ears. It showed me that the path was strong and soothed away my fears. I knew its words were wise one’s as I’d heard throughout the years; I know now … Continue reading
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Why can’t Labor get some backbone
Why can’t Labor get some backbone Why can’t labor stand alone Why can’t Labor stand up for this land Why can’t they have a platform grand Why can’t we see them at our side Why do they find the need … Continue reading
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Which Path To Take
Each morning as I Greet the Sun and thank him for the day begun I wonder just what will I see; what will this day, my future, be? Each evening as he sets again I pray the world will know … Continue reading
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Fields Unknown
While wandering in fields unknown, there’s much to learn from what has grown. To so many places I have flown and found myself not quite alone. ‘Tis then I know it all is real; these learning that I sometimes feel … Continue reading
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Winter Solstice
‘Tis Winter Solstice (Summer here) yet it’s true meaning is not clear. Some fat bloke in an outfit red sneaks into our children’s head. Subverts it for consumerist greed, no loving here or folks in need. We hide in houses … Continue reading
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Our Corporate Whore
When the Spirits speak but we don’t hear but tremble instead in our world of fear. When the hearts of all are too damn cold to stand up tall and be simply bold then we get, as a land, what … Continue reading
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WHY?
When the Gods of war do quench their thirst and the blood of children stains the earth; and torn from her heart the foul ‘black gold’ ’tis then that Gaia’s blood runs cold and we hear her scream echo ‘cross … Continue reading
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