Somewhere in Australia,
Is a princess born, she writes from the dawn of human morn.
If I were blessed with a daughter, she would be her age
Living in a rage, flowing in freedom, as a woman finding her gaze.
Let the Yara burst its banks, flow from her the thoughts of fresh maize,
Corn, coal, all the hidden golds bursting out Australia's jewel.
Why Australia? Why not India? Why not the States?
Young people are born to roam and invade forgotten space.
Open your mind, push your soul, escape velocity is your goal.
Tell the world Australia is you, just not a hopping Kangaroo.
May god bless you, may he bless your pen,
May you write till the eternal ends.
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