Oh Australia
the land of the free
look at what you have done to me
stigmatised
traumatised
left with no home
what am i a dog?
why don't you throw me a bone?
so alone
the rhyming is hard
and i can no longer eat lard
yes i smoke
till i choke
so angry
so mad
left for the streets
the open beat
and now it is cold
i am no longer bold
my brain shrivels up
sup from my cup
the system is in dissaray
lend me a hand
help me up
(c) kathryn madonna
26/4/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem