They'd sell their grandmothers
Down the river for money,
And then deny it
Three times,
If that’s what it takes,
Even with CCTV footage
They'd say no,
Even when the old lady
Cried out in pain
And asked why,
Eye to eye,
They'd say it wasn't true
As they sliced her in two
The simple truth of the human being,
All but a few
Good men and true
No fats
No fems
No Asians
No queers
No Muslims
No terrorists
And no niggers
Or anyone from over “there”
We’re saving our way of life
(sunshine and a fair go?)
Visitors are welcome
But not multiculturalism, (irony, no)
And you must like beer
Cricket and footy
Get a nickname, get a 4WD
Plan for your kids it's your duty
I wanna see me
When I look at you
And I don’t want to smell anything but
Chicken fillets and stew
White noise
And all that chatter
It is good for the soul
But with writing it matters
Be silent, be still,
I mean you no ill-will
I think and I think
I can forget in a blink.
I sink
It stinks
My eyes tell my mood
And I won’t want to be rude
But fuck you!
If you continue to exude
I need quiet!
Shhh! Dude!
I'm walking through water
to get to you
the whole world, it would seem
is pushing against my thighs
as I move towards you
not even knowing
what you will say
Everybody says John Howard was a great prime minister
His come back was called Lazarus with a triple bi-pass
But he presided over such a period of boom
Lucked into times of plenty, like we’d never seen,
That I am sure you could have put up Spot the dog
And Spot the dog would have been thought of as just as great.
The world is going to hell
You think that is dramatic,
I can tell.
Well, let’s look at the evidence
Before us then
Where to begin?
Should I start
Before or after
Extinction?
A poet must rhyme
sometime
get back to his day job
leave the mob
say something beautiful
words full
he might need some quiet
to be inspired
shut the world out
to get deep down
make the folks smile
maybe cry
fell alive
sometime,
and shine.
