Australia Day Poem
Travellers we all seem to be
Our folks came here across the sea.
Not us, you say? Well, listen here.
All is not as it appears.
Back when History was born,
People from their land were torn
To Australia they did come
and our story was begun
Burn, so bush will sprout again,
Respect the life from which comes food,
to build canoes from age-old wood
animals could look like men.
Hear the curlew .It’s mourning, maybe.
Mother soothes a crying baby
Others came, with different hopes.
Came as free , or bound with ropes
To build a life, create a home.
Tend land on which their crops were sown.
To see trees spring up, and mines dig down,
Feel pride in families and towns.
To follow rail lines, string up wires,
And drive new motor-cars with tyres.
To send down roots into the earth
To witness death, and cheer at birth.
They made mistakes, and so they learned
What this country gives us must be earned.
This big country is where we have chosen to live.
Let us treat it with Respect.
Enjoy our Australia Day!
bah Jan 13 08 ©
Just some thoughts…