55) STOLEN GENERATION

                      Tuesday, 17 April 2007

She sat alone in the park waiting for her friend

The Coppers came stalking, Yeh! The usual trend

Manipulating her weakness and then all the rest

So once again she will be taken away under arrest

She recalls her father DC in her majesties gaol

Mother drinks slowly to death the white mans ale

As a child they took her away for her own good

Wrecked her home as only the white racists could

The trip by train locked in a cage fitted for a pig

Along with her sisters more cruelty they will dig

Conditions of filth served by nuns of the mission

Cots full of babies snatched just like easy fishin’

Screaming alone with absolutely no one to care

Said to be for their own good but who is so unfair?

The worst will be expected from then day one

Inspected for half casts and for slavery to come

Sent to a isolated station for learning about work

The boss took his privilege on his nightly perk

Helped himself to a piece of young innocent flesh

He just took her while she was still just only fresh

If they’re sent back then that mission will punish

Severe harsh treatment while fed only on rubbish

Locked in a dark cage of hot corrugated iron hell

The filth never ends, in fear they will never tell.

Do as your told otherwise strictly it will be or else!

The pain in her heart burns, the mind just swells

Coppers rub it in to help repeat what she knows

Every day is pure hell while suppression stows

Stir her well up then run her race right down

Fabricate some charge then take her down town

Remind her who she is and what she may expect

Judgment at court and some sentence she’ll collect

Endlessly her record plays that one ole familiar song

Waltzing Matilda! To prison with me just come along!

Cops stalk her specially cos’ she’s Aboriginal Black

The price they all have to pay goes centuries back

North south east or west it’s the same in every state

Seclusion and sedition is the Aborigine’s only fate

Manufactured by the British then it became tradition

Cops did the dirty work ordered to execute sedition

Time stood still preserved what started in the beginning

Shame on you Racistralia you’re losing not winning

Hatred only lingers, memories forever that will last 

Lucky Cuntry suppression that’s hidden from our past