The Moral High Ground

White Australia’s lived a dream
Our sunny optimism
Has never been challenged
By a brutal regime
No-one has forced us
Gun at our heads
To concede integrity
Relinquish morality
No henchmen
Have frog-marched us
Into infamy

It’s made us smug
‘I’d never do that’
But how d’ you know
You wouldn’t act
Selfishly
Cruelly
Do whatever it takes
Simply to survive
Then have to live
The rest of your life
Compromised?

Like a lucky lapdog
Wagging its tail
We’ve sat begging
Obliviously
For a pat
And a biscuit

 

© Ian Lilburne 2010