a family of warriors
The outback to where
they are born and they live
and are very aware
fantastic sight and hearing as well
and they can smell well
under the spell
of Australian History
licensed to be
romping the red earth
With their will to be free
designed for the country
born to be here
They love arid pasture
that much is clear
they regulate blood
the chemistry they
know what to do
at the end of the day
Wonderfully muscled
they really are strong
they were born to be here
to kill them is wrong
the government sadly
are an arrogant bunch
who do miss the point
when it comes to the crunch.
their talents are widespread
Upright and good
fantastic integrity
they know they could
have finer feelings
their pedigree long
their candour and confidence
it does belong
with all of the family
Who understood they
Were remarkable all of them
clearly they say
feeding at night
in shadows of the moon
and being shot at
when death can be soon
the howl of a fox
the blood to pursue
the chance of the rush
its what hunters do
Kill and be killed
victims one and true
Shot down in cold blood
by a murderous crew
By impatient,landowners
Niggling carping
employing shooters
always then harping
on the dark negatives
when actually
the marsupial mobs
are not blameworthy
they are on good grounds
champions who
are really nobility
in what they do
as for the humans
selfish as hell
devious palm greasing
Maggots from Hell
who set out to murder
to chase and to kill
their wavering loyalty
straight out of Hell
they won’t see the Roo’s
in the right light sadly
and will not stop harming
till the land is made free
just a few parks
the picture books where
the great and the good
once roamed
my despair
at the people who harm them
who cant see their value
and just want to murder
and torture they do.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.