The following poem is something i hold very close to my heart. It is a beautiful piece of work by Leunig, and as such has illustrations with it, though obviously i cannot display them on this blog. Still, I hope the message gets through, it gives alot of perspective.
Madness on the march.
Lies move unresisted
Through the land
We stand by helpless
As our lives are occupied
faster than we
Understand
Collaborators wave
their little flags
As ugliness takes over,
"MAKE A FRIEND OF
UGLINESS" they say
"LEARN THE LANGUAGE.
THEN YOU WON'T GET HURT"
But you will -
No matter how
you crawl,
A knock on the door
one night,
A scuffle in the hall
Your heart rubbed
in the dirt
"Alright!" you scream your
indecision,
"Take the children - but
leave the television!"
So you stand by useless
As childhood is trashed;
Innocence reviled;
The truth is bashed
The home and the
Idea of home
Is set on fire.
And still you stand by
As the goodness in your
culture burns
You stand there in
the glow.
Going, Going -
Going with the flow.
Ah yes, THE FLOW!
Heaven help us.
One Day you might
Be asked, "how come
You did not know
What was going on?
Why did you not fight?"
"FIGHT?" you'll say
"that's a thought that
never occurred."
The very word
brings tears.
It will dawn on
you after all those
painful years
That to fight is one
of the most beautiful,
simple and useful ideas
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