I Care

I love my country My people Family And friends Thou I find A need To isolate myself To protect them And those I wish to love I love the Locations I place myself in Those far Distant ranges Open wide Outback plains And deserts Deep In rain forested valleys Among waterfalls Beneath dripping leaves Golden sand beaches That are far too long To walk With headlands And there tragic Stories Where there are Only three In the bubbles I create Myself Nature And the spirit Of our land An Elder, Uncle Said to me “It talks to you, because you believe. In return, it believes in you.” Its voice Is a subtle as Summer breeze Warning chirps Of a bird In that tree The shadows Of a moon lit night Its smile The colours Of drought Of rain Crisp Blue skies And storm clouds As black As flaming thunder I appreciate The offers Of refuge But this land Is my land Tis part Of my heart My soul Good or Bad I take it In stride And will see my days out Upon the soil I was born Remember I put up a fight Against Tyrants and tyranie As I fought For my people My land And hope Knowing I was outnumbered Did not matter Because I care