The Flag Poem by Ted Middleton

The Flag



I am a relic from our once proud past
When my flag came first and never last
I was prepared - my life on the line
For that Southern Cross we thought so fine

Me and me mates we could beat em all
We could swim, play footy or happily brawl
When called to the fore we didn't lag
So we could defend and wave our flag

We weren't ashamed from where we came
If our roots were here in another name
We did it our way and were proud becoz
Our flag told all that we came from Oz

We fought and we strained to pass any test
We showed the world we could equal the best
And even in times when we'd suffer a loss
We'd remain proud sons of that Southern Cross

Being from OZ made us ten foot tall
In the swim, on the field we showed em all
With our anthem playing and flag up high
We'd proudly stand with a tear in our eye

We never worried when called the 'weird mob'
We raised our heads and got on with the job
And when it was done - we could play the wag
We'd throw down a beer - but never our flag

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I have deep patriotic feelings for my country. Not the suicidal
or blind variety bordering on nutty - but I love OZ.

At the 1994 Commonwealth Games Cathy Freeman won a gold medal
in the 400 metres sprint and first grabbed the aboriginal flag
to wave in victory to the crowd and world.

Our prime minister at the time, Mr. Paul Keating, sent her a
telegram to say this was OK! I was one of many who thought it
was in bad taste to wave anything but the official flag of the
country you represent, no matter what personal leanings or
beliefs you harbour. Australia, like many other countries, is re[presented in many instances by immigrants or their children in sport. They don't grab their ethnic flag instead of the flag of the country they were chosen to represent, so I didn't agree with our prime minister then. Neither did 90% of other people here!

I saw this action as divisive to our national pride and a blot upon
any unity we should have displayed.

So I wrote this...
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