Australia As I Knew It

By Robert (Bob) Moore (©2015) The gun shearer has gone now, like many other things the shearing sheds are empty, and wools no longer king gone now like the drover, and the brumbie on the plains but we still have the scorched brown earth, and droughts and soaking rains The aussie language has almost gone , the things we used to say fair dinkum sport, and ridgie didge, and hello was “G’day” no “its your shout” “snakes in your pocket” “he’s a bonza bloke” “Bloody oath” and “Dinky Di” and “can’t you take a joke” no footy shorts and tshirt, an Akubra hat was neat now its baseball caps and hoodies, and Nikies on your feet you don’t drive a Holden car, you drive a Nissan tank the aussie way of life is gone, you can take that to the bank once you could walk along the street, anytime without a care bread and milk delivered to your door, the money you’d leave there upon the step, with empty bottles, people just walked bye no way that you could not do that now, and you wouldn’t even try no bangers on the barbie, with a great big piece of steak Hoges even calls a prawn a shrimp, the Americans to placate used to say “a barbie out the back”, but now its “al fresco” with emu, ostrich, and crocodile, and some you may not want to know now everything is different, but did it all go wrong can we say that it’s just progress, and we are where we belong multicultural, many Nations, trying to live as one no manufacturing anymore, all of that has gone Is it still a Western Culture here, an Anglo-celtic race or has it changed, to something else, at a slow, unnoticed pace there’s Catholics, Buddhists. Muslims, there’s Anglicans and Jews in every tier of government, and controlling all the news. So we only know what we are told, and pretend that we don’t see what’s happening to this Country, ‘cause that’s just not PC so soon the Lucky Country, may not be lucky anymore and we’ll find the life which we once knew, has walked right out the door