Shame
By: Broken Man
Duration
4:51
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From the 18th to 20th century, elsewhere slavery was being abolished. Here in Australia, many colonists were embarked on an informal and semi formal program of ethnic cleansing. Indeed many indigenous nations and language groups were wiped out. Some we will never know what they looked like or hear their language! The oldest uninterrupted culture that existed. Today Australia is considered first world, yet there are indigenous communities, marginalised and isolated, living in third world condi...
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Shame ©2009 Andrew Hayward-Bannister Why don’t you . . . feel more shame. x2 You built this land, on the back of the black man. Turned this track into a highway. Give more credit to the Afghan. You dig this white mans hole. Expose the black women’s soul. Those flashes of colour are a symbol As you dispossess the black nations as a whole. You take this stone. You make it your own. Climb a holy mountain. With no consideration what your standing on. You take in the view, Can’t see past the drunken debauched and abuse. With no consideration, it’s a reflection of you. Now why don’t you . . . feel no shame. x2 Blood on the wattle And blood on the fleece, Don’t worry bout those dead niggers. We’ll burn them all later. Just count the dead sheep. You take the black mans wife. Cause that’s the way that you think. That the woman is just property And his children are his link. So you set about to sever that, And you take off her arm. While your brothers crush her babies heads, As she turned to run. You just leave them just floating there, As a sign that your time has come. With God on your side, and on your side a gun. You felt no shame in the message that you wanted to transmit. And for all of your intentions, the terror and fear. Just drove the black man to kill or to drink. Why don’t you . . . feel more shame. x4 Now all these years later, the ethnic cleansing is all but forgot! Though your children said sorry now, They don’t really know for what. They weren’t taught this in history and have bought into the capitalistic myth. With its concepts of ownership, brought first here on a tall white ship. Why don’t you . . . feel no shame.x2 There’s as much shame now as there was then. As their blood cries for justice from the ground. From broken communities, from town camps. Same now as it was then! Why don’t you . . . feel more shame. x2
