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HARRY WEST 

The Kadaitchi (Witch Doctor) Knight

Harry stood alone and sniffed the breeze
a pongy hay smell,  Japanese
Harry sheltered there beneath a tree
a gum tree dripping sap

The  Black Knight shed his lap lap
joined the natives from Rabaul
he took the weight from one sore back
when a native carrier fell
 
Samurai sadist with a sword
shouted at this poor man
The carriers head then went forward
Blood rushed out oer the sand

It was Kokoda 1942 our Harry West had seen,
the timeless trackless mountains all made of jungle green,
yellow peril so sadistic take a life with casual ease,
 slaughter in a jungle where Aussies fought with Japanese

At nightfall all lay down their load
And drifted off to sleep
But Harry slyly watched the toad
Then upon the Jap did creep

The blunt pocket knife did cut
The yellow perils throat
The carriers then were free, but
No time to stay and gloat

Harry went back and got
sugar bag full of grenades
machine gun pit blown, the dead to rot
Harry reigned on their parade

You couldn’t follow Harry 
He’d learned his craft too well
Cassowary moccasins would carry
Harry left no track or smell.

Japanese thought he was evil, when
He didn’t give em any chance
Just threw grenades amongst them 
To watch em scream and dance…..Don Johnson



Harry’s best friend had died fighting and Harry swore revenge and went native 
behind the Japanese lines, naked he carried a few hand grenades in a sugar bag.
The Japanese thought a black demon was stalking them in these green mountains,
On the  Kokoda trail. Harry West an Australian Aboriginal Soldier from Goodooga got the
Military Medal, he should have got the Victoria Cross he earned it.

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