Generation Stolen
how hard to see the border
when surrounded by water
a land that is girt by sea
in fear they come
avoiding a gun
that says to here you can’t flee
this land abounds in nature’s gift
in beauty rich and rare
but for you, we will not share
plenteous plains
with great refrains
leave Australia’s care
island home in paradise lost
Nauru, Manus, to name a few
out of sight if you don’t mind
you risked it all to start again
a promise of new life better yet
to a hell hole you must remain
the people cry out to bring you here
but the hardest of right men politicians fear
lest they lose their vote
hard-line left and hard-line right
no matter which way you go
the circle of fear remains tight
what good can come of a refugee
in a land where opportunity is to be found
Christ was one: let’s not forget the nativity
Advance Australia’s shame
that is our new refrain
– a new generation is stolen
© tastigr 2018
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