Because of Manus Island
Our Values, which art in limbo,
Halos be thy… gone.
Thy fellow man come.
Thy racist greeting done
on earth, that we call Australian
Give us this day like a hole in the head
To remember our trespasses,
As we give up lies that other’s trespassed against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
To side further with racist evil.
For Hitler thought he was the kingdom,
The power, and the glory,
For ever and ever.
Like our PM.
I don’t love a racist country
a land of sweeping hate,
of rugged men with iron bars,
who say they’d stand up for a mate.
I don’t call that madness friendship,
I don’t call that loyalty,
a communion based on hatred,
that’s not Australian, not to me.
We are all from far horizons.
For our beliefs we are to blame.
We make choices for our actions
in a world that’s gone insane.
Donna Williams, BA Hons, Dip Ed.
Author, artist, singer-songwriter, screenwriter.
Autism consultant and public speaker.
http://www.donnawilliams.net
I acknowledge Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people as the Traditional Owners of this country throughout Australia, and their connection to land and community.
