Snowy Brumbies

Australia is clearly
Insensitive to life
To the wild ones she was gifted
All of them face strife
The “Brumbies”
From their ancient stock
Wild feral horses they
Some perhaps from the “capers”
The South African array
Of horses lost and abandoned
The “Timor”ponies too
The ArabIans the throughbreds
All Ferals good and true

All With amazing pedigrees
Hardy souls that can
Roam and live and prosper
But I understand a plan
Is underway from government
That their blood should be spilled
Shot by would be shooters
Just like that be killed

There is something wrong
With Australia
any soul that fights
To have a place
in the outback
They dont have any rights
fighting for survival
Clearly then They all
come face to face
With human beings
Who then break every rule

And kangaroos and koalas
and the wild brumby
all find
Anything that goes wrong out there
The government seems blind
Despite their fighting nature
And their pedigree
Creation worked her miracles
Being a part of history

Who is good at destruction
Of the evironment its man
His four by fours
His glass and concrete he
He is the one to ban
His oil wells and his coal mines
And his filth and dirty ways
If anyone should be curtailed its him
For all the days

The frackers and the shooters
They are the murdering scum
Joeys bring decapitated
The fact now that some
Of these feral beings
Are better dead some say
They bugger up the national parks
In their desperate way

Back in Banjo’s time
in his poem Brumby’s run
In 1804 when Sgt James Brumby
at Mulgrave Place was done
leaving his horses to face the wrath
The outback and all alone
We have to realise
The animals tribes around us
Seldom moan
they really are an asset
they get on with their lives
They do not want for handouts
Each one of them survives

And we are the rogues
Who cannot contain our killing
instincts we
Seem to despise the feral stocks
Who clearly love to be
Foraging and surviving
In the outback and elsewhere
We must see them for what they are
And not see them as despair

Wildness is a quality
Associated here
All of the iconic souls
Are no where else
Its clear
Creation saw our precious land
And wanted us to share
It with these iconic animals
And so they were brought to bear

And we need to wake up and smell the roses
And not be so damned selfish