Tallebudgera - Revisited Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Tallebudgera - Revisited
Tallebudgera, my kind of town,
a black community and sunburnt place.
At night it is the 'roos and hairy wombats
the daytime does belong to four-ex beer.
The blokes in Canberra, they ain't fair dinkum,
but there has never been a day without the grog,
could be they like us, all the black fellows,
and when the train goes by they stand and wave.
Life can be good like this, no need to ever work
live off the land and keep the inner workings wet,
white fellow made his peace some yonks ago,
and serves his sly apologies on a big platter.
I LOVE A SUNBURNT COUNTRY A LAND OF SWEEPING PLAINS great little social piece on the foils and foibles of men AJS
Yes, you portray this community of people as peaceful and content. I also like your openness regarding the wrongs suffered by the indigenous people at the hands of white settlers. Everyday images that present the contrasting pictures so unmissably. Warm regards with a score of 9, Gina.
Well, it sounds like their life is alot less stressful.....doesn't sound half-bad to me. :) Nice little glimpse into another culture Herbert. Sincerely, Mary
If this situation works for those depicted, so be it! It is best to know 'where' we are and 'who' we are 'with' before we 'assume' the environment warrants an 'assessment! ' Nice poem! Says much about perceptions we have embedded from locality and comfort!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Mary, XXXX (4ex) is full strength B E E R! Best H