red dirt, blue sky, tree


Red dirt, blue sky

white clouds blitz by

Wind fans the heat our way

Cattle die, frail and grey

tormented land that chokes in pain

our simple life, we need the rain

so we pray, god please make it so

regenerate this land to grow


Majestic tree, desert dreaming

I woke, I swear I heard you screaming

How proud you stood and sheltered all

and in a flash, the neighbour had the gall

to cut you down in tiny pieces


I hope, in future days, we recognise

that sentient beings are all comprised

trees, animals, we are one family

connected, spiritual, they are alive

So why destroy and contrive

to kill our sisters and brothers