Fading Dream

A Fading Dream

The sun now sets on a fading dream, the shadows cast ghastly scenes

As an ancient land with a wondrous wealth decays from the ”have’s” and “been’s”

Where once our people were brave and strong, and strove for a common goal

They now survive on the meagre dregs, of part time work and the dole

Our ore is traded to Asian hordes, for a pittance in trading terms

While our oil is owned by a greedy few, and not by Australian firms

Our gas is sold for a hundredth part of what we must pay out here

And all our trees in our forest stands, have been chipped til the end is near

Our flowing streams and our crystal lakes now gutters of stinking mud

And our beaches broad and with sands of gold, now covered with junk and crud

Our mines of coal are now empty pits, now turned to an easy buck

While the energy costs for our Aussie folk, are only for those with luck

Along the street in the country town the dust is now ankle deep

For the farmer dwells in the city now, no money in wheat and sheep

The tourist now an occasional guest, held back by the cost of fuel

The local park now a shimmering lot, where once it was green and cool

Down at the sea all the boats are moored, all covered with growth and weed

With the cost of fuel and the dwindling stock, that hadn’t a chance to breed

For the foreign boats with no care to save, magnificent schools of fish

As long as they filled their cavernous holds, their selfish and careless wish

Government Ministers all stood by as the companies raped our land

As long as they kept their marginal seat, with never a care at hand

Our leaders squandered our trading place, with the ludicrous FTA

And signed our future to foreign lords, Australians not graced a say

Election day is now down the road, a measure of time in years

While voters grasp for another chance, to lighten their grief and tears

For now they know that the major two, and even their sideline kicks

Will join as one to repel the best, with confusion and guile and tricks

Down in the suburbs and out in the bush, ONE NATION are holding it fast

And quietly working with honour and skills, with policies set to last

For people now see what was always there, but blinded by lies so foul

And it’s been seen now that this faithful team will never throw in the towel