Dreamtime Apocalypse

By Ben Khabib

I come from a land of dreamtimeWhere earth is red & hot

Where ancient spirits are presentWhere they lived & fought

I love my land, which I grew up onOn which I was taught & loved

The connection has now been brokenNo longer do I own the land

These people take our childrenAnd so we try to fight

But at the end they are winningAs our children disappear out of our sight

We do not have any rightsOur women are raped

Sometimes we have fightsChildren are born with no fate

Our life is nothing but devastationAs we try to survive among beasts

They want to make us a nationFederation is born, they are having a feast

They brought disease & troubleThey have made us follow their ways

Our life is now ruined in rubbleAs alcohol starts eating away

At first they distributed blankets one dayThat only brought us diseaseNow they are no longer botheredAs we are forsaken by those who made us this

way

My sister is a curiosity on her own landWhere beasts have now taken over

I don’t know where justice wentMaybe justice needs to get sober.

We own this country through bloodThat runs in our veins

I can see nothing but mud As I wake up in the sad world of today.