Racism
These days my wife and I are in Australia for a holiday
We walk down to Coogee beach every other day
A signage screams, ‘racism not welcome’
‘Who’re they addressing’ we hum
Opposite is McDonalds eat out
From within we hear an Aussie shout
‘I don’t like your accent, yellow skinned girl’
In silent rage the hair on my arms begins to curl
Now, Aussies are mostly quite friendly and affable
Yet what we narrate too is fact and not fable
One rotten apple gives all a bad name
But the braggart, he had no shame
Why did McDonalds serve this man
Such idiots get away because they can
It is high time we get together to walk the talk
Punishment should be swift and we should not balk
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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