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Our Nation young;-
Though still bound,
By convict chains;-
To feel that
Flogging blood;-
That goes down,
Through generations;-
And through
The years;-
Crime is in the blood,
They say;-
Bad genes.
Down through generations.
The bitter spite,
Against authority.
The gambler's curse,
And no one
Wants to go to jail.
We will fight you,
In Sydney.
All those Larrikins
And Hard Men
Nights spent drinking,
And brawling, in the Rocks
Now soft sounds returned;-
As the waves smack,
Against the Quay;-
Long ago;-
All those guts and gore.
And the flailing of the Cat*
On this newfound shore.
To see Police,
And still, hackles come up;-
Like a dog before a fight,
In bridled frenzy.
And Foveaux**,
On Norfolk Island was;-
The salty air;
And the salty taste of blood.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
* The Cat "O" Nine Tails (a whip used to punish convicts).
** Foveaux, a particularly cruel Govenor; in charge of the convict settlement on Norfolk Island.
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Whats the diffeence between me and you? nothing!,, unless you believe what you are told is true,and ,,, of course you do,,,what is your idea of life?,, born from your imagination? or
someone else'? you live what you are told,,, nothing wrong,, its as it was and always will be,,I'm me and you are you,, can you see?
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Posted: Dec 2021
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Don't think too much, for it's not allowed, don't verbalize, don't
criticize,
When written words in cyber space become too much for you to face,
When you cant ignore, come what may, control what other's say,
Then you've gone too far, You have lost the plot, time to STOP, time
to think, time to say, I have no control, come what may.
And cyberspace apparently, conforms to the same rules as you
and me,
So stand behind me, I was here first, join the queue, I was here
long before you!
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Posted: May 2022
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I'd love to write a story, that everyone could see, the story of life, the story of us and me, somehow, to show how we came to be, where we are now, and what we want to see, corporate foundations are made up of people, like us, but somehow lost, in greed and need, hey,,, stop,,, the machine needs feed!
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Posted: Jan 2022
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