Two legged blinkered sheep play “follow the leaders” in busy streets
Indifferent to amber signs of threat that our flock could soon meet
Dressed in space age cloth, texting and asking ‘What’s in it for me’?
Yesterday is forgotten and who cares of tomorrow in a land so free
There are gatherings where zealots chant “kill Jews and infidels”
While those who disagree are branded racists and bound for hell
Why is it we ridicule the lessons of Jesus Christ who preached love?
Yet ignore rabid fanatics vomiting evil, wielding swords high above?
Why so many stark images of drowned children on a lonely beach?
Understandably we weep, grieve and blame leaders far from reach
Yet infants crushed and torn on a French street for obsessive beliefs
Are masked by complacent blankets to calm outrage and grief
How false is our honour to past generations who gave all?
While we remain passive to threats that our way life could fall
Can’t we see that a Trojan horse is entering our happy domain?
Or do we flounder in mires of political correctness once again
Be you from the cities, country towns or beyond the black stump afar
It’s time to remind Canberra Suits who the bloody hell we are
No matter religion or lack of it; our message must be loud and clear
So stand tall now to ensure we protect a valued way of life so dear
George Mansford @ July 2016
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