Australia (after Alan Ginsberg)
Australia, I gave you my heart and you broke it. It’s over between us. This is not about me it’s about you. You’ve changed.
Australia I came to you with nothing, and now I’m something. Why am I not sure I made the right choice? I was a socialist when I was young and I’m not sorry. I marched in the streets. I waved placards. I sang The Internationale. I thought we would grow closer as we got older, but Australia we’ve grown apart.
Australia why do you insist on draping another country’s flag over your shoulder? What is it with you and America? You do realise you’re in the southern hemisphere don’t you?
Australia why do you have a third world country living right inside your belly?
Australia take me to your leader. No. Cancel that request. It’s clear you don’t have any leaders.
Australia why do you let shit for brains shock jocks rule your intellectual life? Why are your businessmen such macho pricks? When will you come out of the closet?
Australia when will you free David Hicks?
Australia I feel nostalgic for Paul Keating. Christ, I’m worried I might even be feeling nostalgic for Malcolm Fraser and Robert Menzies.
Australia, if you were on the psychiatrist’s couch, I think you would be labelled ‘psycopathic’, lacking in empathy for anyone earning less than $150,000 a year. Australia I am being serious. What are we going to do about this, and don’t tell me she’ll be right ?
Australia it occurs to me that maybe you’re not Australia at all. Maybe George W was right, and you’re really Austria. You’ve certainly been exhibiting some Teutonic tendencies of late. Maybe I’m really Australia. I’m talking to myself yet again. Hell, I’m scared – my extremities are about to be colonised by hordes of desperate, dark skinned people. They’re coming to put a mosque on every street corner, to force our women to cover their faces, to impose Sharia law. Australia this is the impression I get from your media. Is this correct?
Ok Australia, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. You can be Australia again. I’m too small for the job anyway. Seriously Australia, you need to make some changes. I’m prepared to do my bit. I’ll put my straight shoulder to the wheel. I’ll give up beer, watching football and staying out late, if you’ll give up shock jocks, spineless politicians and forelock tugging to far off countries. That seems fair to me.
Australia do we have a deal?
© Mike Hopkins
And if you like to hear Mike Perform this poem why not click on his blog below for a recent REBELSLAM! performance of Australia
http://mistakenforarealpoet.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/video-of-australia-my-political-poetry-competition-2nd-placer/
You can also read Mike’s poetry in New Poets 17, published in 2011 by Wakefield Press. For a copy to be sent to your home please contact FSP at this website. Cost $22.00 (includes p&p) or buy a copy at our next FSP meeting in February 2012.