THE MOURNING SONG

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
About the horrors of being poor in a fascist country like Australia. Written c.1980, but nothing has improved in the 30 years since then.

Submitted: December 27, 2010

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I see a face outside my window
It’s a mirror of all life’s pain;
An echo of all my yesterdays
A silhouette from deep within my brain.
All around me children weep
As they see a new day dawning;
For the pain of life goes ever deep
And in their every way, they’re mourning.
Still politicians in chauffeured cars
Forge on with stern determination;
Consoling themselves in the knowledge
That they’re the backbone of this great nation.
 
THE END
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Philip Roberts


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