Hidden Feelings

I may be racist but I try to conform
With the do gooders
I hold my real opinion
From
The government wankers of political correctness

I do not like whites
That’s racist
I am tested by blacks
Surely that’s racist
Brindle pisses me right off
Must be racist
I like no one so what’s the crime

The government wankers of political correctness
Are out to get me
If I catch a taxi I am misunderstood
By a Blackman
If I catch a bus I am misunderstood by a Whiteman
In government offices I am served by brindles
Who cares?

The government wankers of political correctness
Tell me
To respect them all
To keep my opinions to myself
Open my arms and enjoy multiculturism
Come what

Muslims what bloody colour are they
I have no clue
I have no care
They can spend their lives hating me along with Indians
Knowing
The government wankers of political correctness
In Australia
Will protect them

I have finally realised I am out of sorts in my own homeplace
A non conformist
A strange colour a weirdo maybe
A man not deserved of an opinion in his own country
I apologise for being Australian
The government wankers of political correctness
Just may have got me