Kangaroo’s and Emu’s

It is discrimination
Total vacuity
A kind of inertia
An insensibility
Unconcerned and thoughtless
Disregarding facts
Not mindful of Gaia
Using moronic attacks

Where is their stream of
Consciousness
Perhaps it never was
Perhaps they never had one
And that was just because
Unlike the aboriginie
Whose closeness to the earth
Was clear and their behaviour
Added to the worth

The white man’s cerebration
Never was profound
Never reached the intellectual pinnacle
Uncrowned
Heedless to the feral strains
Distracted by it all
money and the making of it
Going to the wall

Neglectful and so thoughtless
Of the probability
The illogicalness and fallible
Irrelevancy
Erecting these fences
Without reason to see
A one track mind its intolerance
For others that now be

In need of due passage
For water and for food
Fences that control wild dogs
Are ofcourse so crude
They interrupt migration
And Emu’s and Kangaroo
Are falling foul so many victims
What can Gaia do?

A further incapacity exists
It seems to me
Where farmers are then poisoning
Those desperate animals who
Need the water clearly
But unbeknowingly
Urea added kills them
Agonizingly

For those who reach the fence
Too weak to turn back or to run
They are then new targets
For the frantic hire the gun
It is like canned hunting
Shot down in cold blood
Broken legs and bullet holes
And a frantic flood

Of victims, government funded fencing
None of it thought through
What of Cunnavalla and the aboriginies who
Would clear the land and safeguard
The wilderness children they
Need this true protection
And not be made to pay

They are the iconic natives
And its an absurdity
To take advantage of their being
So senseless actually
The meat trade must come to its senses
Its grotesque one has to say
Unenlightened and injudicious
That they are made to pay

AUstralia must come to terms
With the sage of kingdom come
See prophet in the rural mass
Not be under the thumb
Of the simpletons and dullards
Who short sightedly display
Confusion and delusion
In a wild and wandering way

We must protect the wild ones
For their ingenuity
Their wild imsgination
Their inventive constancy
They are to the outside world
The flavour of our land
The romance of our maker
It helps them understand