Reibus

I wrote this in December 2013, and used it for a poetry competition at Logan Library a couple of years later. I didn't win, but I got some good comments. Don’t tell me not to protest, I’m going to speak my mind. I’m mad as hell at where we’re at, the course that you’ve defined. You know that what you’re doing’s wrong, you can lie but you can’t hide the devastation you leave behind – what happened to your pride? You do not have a mandate, regardless of what you think – are there no depths left to which you will not sink? We used to have a country of which we could be proud but your climate change denial is leaving a big dust cloud. You’re killing the Reef, the trees, the earth, you’ve all but lost the plot. Our heritage, our future, to you don’t mean a jot. You’ve taken from the poor, the gap widens in every way but it’s not the poor who’ve got us to the state we’re in today. You’ve no shred of humanity to care for refugees, could you survive in the a