Australia, my country


The dust devils keeps blowin around
And I keep hearing the same old sound
I’m not a stranger on my own land
The soil under my feet has my blood mixed in the sand

There’s no other place I want to be 
Australia my country surrounded by sea
It doesn’t matter when my family came
And for the sins of the past I  do not share the blame

Let’s stay together as one
And celebrate our freedom so hard won
The world should know we are Australian
Forever now and in the future at no-one’s command.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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January 24, 2025 at 3:07 AM
I hear you loud and clear Warren….a beautiful and sensitive write about our wonderful country! Debx
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