My Country Poem

I love an untamed country

With oceans deep and blue

I love the deserts, love the plains

And i love the BBQ’s

There is more to us Australians

Than slang and Vegemite

We may face terrorism

But we won’t give up the fight

In our heads is the sound of screaming

As we worry what is to come

Will we be next, will we survive?

Will we fight, or succumb?

John Howard tries to calm us

“They won’t do what they did with the Poms”

But as night settles over the bush

Our dreams are riddled with bombs

We gaze out of our windows

And see nothing but polluted skies

And my mind is filled with a question

I think to myself, “Why?”

I dream of the old Australia

Of mountains unconquered and rough

Not the wasteland we have created,

Or the ozone, now not so tough

My Australia’s untarnished and beautiful

My Australia is always my home

Stop thinking about my Australia,

And start thinking about your own

Think of poor mother nature

Who has suffered so much since we came

Clean up the rubbish we have left

And spare her more of the same.

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One Response to “My Country Poem”

  1.   Ms Tapp Says:
    May 23rd, 2006 at 5:48 am

    Jess a very strong statement. You have some very real concerns and i hope that you find ways of becoming involved in the community so that the things you want to see happen Great writing as always and some lovely comments on your previous blog