Shearers Poems - Poems about Shearers

... The Lamb to the slaughter* submitted freely to sovereign will fulfilling heavenly role to die in my stead – with priceless holy sacrifice and precious blood to pay for my ransom, as a......

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...scientists claim climate change is inevitable the world is changing way too fast and some can't handle the strain the entitled millennial me generation are sculpting society embracing a......

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...He chose to live a simple life, So important was his mission! Though around him corruption was rife He never yielded to temptation! He would cure a serious ailment But think of no emolument! ......

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...It’s shearing time again My husband has to go Back to the boards again To make us all some dough. He walks out the front door Lets out a quiet moan And gathers up his cutters Tool box & his ......

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...Low He laid, Jesus Christ Still upon the hay. Not a word from Him they heard As all looked down that day. High He hung, Jesus Christ Still upon the cross. Not a word from Him they heard As a......

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...The yards behind the shearing shed are overgrown with grass And the fence posts look a little worse for wear There’s cobwebs on the tractors that are sitting all forlorn And a farm cat snoozes gen......

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...I joined the graduation of a stupid situation where everyone bar one was quite a grinner. We put on our jester hat to knock one fella’ flat; which didn’t mean that we turned out a winner. He wa......

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...Living in a time of diminished dreams, we're no longer encouraged to think big. Conformity is all the rage, it seems, and cops have attained the status of pig. Few folks care if the ele......

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...Illusions are smoke and mirrors; the sky's black, and yet, we see blue. And like sheep, we're led by shearers; whose reality blocks our view. Flashing neon propositions; young eyes wit......

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...I'll bet this set of rusty shears have a story they could tell, of the loneliness and broken backs in a land that's hot as hell, where hopes and dreams mirrored lives that these shearers led, here......

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...“And you call yourself a bloody cook”, this mongrel shearer said. “I oughta ram this rubbish down yer’ throat, it’ll kill a bloke stone dead.” He’s talking ‘bout the stew I burnt, which I hoped he ......

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...Oh cripes I’ve gotta tell yer of a horror ride I had, That beat any bronc or bull I’ve rode, and I must say I’m glad, I’ll never have to ride like that, again to hold me seat. Now rodeo is ‘kid......

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...Scabs in Australian history The Labor Party came from the early Shearers strike, 1900s, where Unions fought for and got fair wages for the workers. Later in the 1950s the Shearers had ......

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...Barcaldine, Tree of Knowledge One hundred and seventy years ago, The shearers had enough you know, Of working for almost nothing, then, Decided to form a Union, bend ! The master to......

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...Alone again and on the road, Walking with the dusty toed, Me swag on a back almost bowed, An outcast me I wonder? To get a fair wage yes we fought, From daylight to dark six days for ough......

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