The Stolen Generation (Later On)

The Stolen Generation (later On)
We are older now
Wiser
We hurt privately much more
In ways inexplicable to white fellas
We were close as little kids to our tribal glue
We were learning of the land the gathering
Hunting
The dance the Corroboree
Not of religion
Not of white education
Or books
We read the seasons and the wind the fire and the rain
We wanted our brother and sisters
Our mothers and fathers our birth trees
Our hunting rights and our black land
Our brown footprints still own this land forever
But we were stolen
And
Scarred forever
We lost our mum and dad
Our brother and sister
Worst of all we lost our black soul
But
Never our fight
Copyright Paolo 2012

Well Done Those Men (A Tribute to Barry Heard Vietnam)

Fuck off;
Off you go you’re an expendable lot
We are the dumb Government making rules
Proud
National Servicemen you matter not
We’ve played you young men for fools

A communist threat we sold you as an adventure
Dictated by our mate Uncle Sam
Plenty of average training for you boys
You’ll be
Teenagers used as toys

Comrades in arms trying to fight
An invisible enemy all around
In circumstances of horror and grief
No politicians ever to be found

The toll of killing others
Or maybe
Being killed in turn
Never knowing whether a mate got through the contact
And could dust off and return

Scarred and maimed

In bleak rain and muddy rubber plantations
Smoke sweat and humidity
Vision restricted all around
Guns firing pinning you down terror in your heart
Your head tells you to concentrate
And you cannot make a sound

You learn to hate the enemy
Trust is something you cannot give
Given to the wrong supposedly innocent
Then
It’s you who shall not live

 

Now your conscription is ending
A generous government will send you home
Not knowing the damage they inflicted
As mentally your health and visions roam
Your family will suffer that’s a given
For the sacrifices you made
But Governments cared little for that
There would never be any aid

 

Alcohol will cure your fears
As long as you have a mate or ten
Or
You’ll become a workaholic
And forget
That horrible war back then

Decent Australians and worldwide friends
Who discovered this fabulous character named Turd
May one day read your book
Discovering a hero in Mr Heard

The aftermath of all this Baz
Is that you thought you could not win
Not only were you brave and a fighter
But you had a secret weapon called:

Lyn

Congratulations to you both and
Thanks for a great read mate

Copyright Paolo2017-10-08

 

 

Malcolm Turnbull V Kim Jong Un (Telephone call number three)

 

Gooday Kim its Mal
Mal who
Malcolm, Turnbull you know me
PM of Australia

Meat pies
Kangaroos
And
Holden cars mate

Oh yeah Jurie Bishop
No Malcolm Turnbull, millionaire
PM of Australia

Oh you wife Jurie Bishop
For Fuck sake Kim she’s not my wife

Anyway what you want

Look you cannot go sending missiles and letting off bombs
Is that nuclear

Anyway what you want

Herro, herro Jurie are you there it’s Kim
What you want

 

Copyright Paolo 2017-10-25

Let me say goodbye God

 

They
Who ever they are
Must find me dead
My fabulous passing maybe

I
Hope they do not find me compromised

Where will I die and how
It’s a guaranteed mystery of my life

So I am peeved that I have lived so long in life
But know so little of my pending death

I know my past to a degree
But hey that’s called life
I want to know about death

Some sort of understanding would be wonderful
Or bothersome at best

So if there is a god why did he fail to allow
An understanding of my own death

And
Never let me say goodbye to you all

Copyright Paolo2017-10-20

Kim Jong Un

I hate you bastards in the west
Donald Trump you’re just a pest
So I have built some rockets that I will test
And show you all who’s the best

I’m Kim Jong Un and mad as hell
Pissed off with everyone can’t you tell
And all your sanctions are just swell
Cos then you bastards have nothing to sell

Angry as I am today
I think I might just blow you away
My hydrogen bomb is working I say
Look out your window it’s on its way

Call me a fuckwit say what you will
A madman a tyrant a flamin’dill
When I win the war with China’s will
There will be nothing left and no one to kill

Yes I’m Kim Jong Un with a beautiful plan
To control the world because I can
With a haircut to die for what a man
Owner of the free world the west once ran

 

 

Copyright Paolo2017-09-06

Kim Jong Un (you silly fucker)

You silly fucker
With all your mates
Sitting there with crackers
Taking on the states

Guy Fawkes Night
Is more your call
Blowing letter boxes
Something small

Let’s just assume
Your first attempt
Hits America
And
Something’s bent

Do you have insurance?
For when they reply
Save your money buddy
Say goodbye

Copyright Paolo2017-09-25

 

Kim Jong Un (Part four)

Am I not all you wanted you western swine
I am Kim Jung Un Tarzan swinging on a vine
The greatest fashion guru of all time
Come on western girls I’m in my prime

Look at my haircut pay it some due
Put my photo on your wall where you can view
The Nuclear heart throb looking back at you
Tear your heart out you loving shrew

Hang with me in my place
And I’ll show you my weapon to your face
I can explode for you and eliminate race
Just me and you left and no one to trace

Copyright Paolo2017-10-20

Kim Jong Un (Part three)

I sent a couple over Japan
Just to show them that I’m the man
Kim Jong Un with a nuclear plan
I’ll kill all westerners just because I can

You can give me sanctions and all that stuff
It won’t bother me cos’ I’m so tough
If you want to have a go I’ll just get rough
And keep sending my missiles till you’ve had enough

I’ve bluffed Donald Trump that silly tool
Who is very rude and calls me a fool
But I’m a great leader and playing it cool
You see the nuclear bomb is my crowning jewel

I might ring Donald and ask him to surrender
Whilst me and my Generals try to be tender
And if Donald says no we’ll go on a bender
Firing our rockets with love from the sender

 

Copyright Paolo 2017-10-18

 

Kim Jong Un

I hate you bastards in the west
Donald Trump you’re just a pest
So I have built some rockets that I will test
And show you all who’s the best

I’m Kim Jong Un and mad as hell
Pissed off with everyone can’t you tell
And all your sanctions are just swell
Cos then you bastards have nothing to sell

Angry as I am today
I think I might just blow you away
My hydrogen bomb is working I say
Look out your window it’s on its way

Call me a fuckwit say what you will
A madman a tyrant a flamin’dill
When I win the war with China’s will
There will be nothing left and no one to kill

Yes I’m Kim Jong Un with a beautiful plan
To control the world because I can
With a haircut to die for what a man
Owner of the free world the west once ran

 

 

Copyright Paolo2017-09-06