1939–A war and its trials we did not seek 

Can you recall far distant drumbeats of war

Hear echoes of weeping kin asking “what for?” 

Constant fears and doubts in every town 

Silent church bells, empty larders, yet smiles, never frowns 

Air raid sirens, dark shelters, seeking courage from each other  

Children asking why, as they capture comfort from mothers 

Fear of visits by sad faced messengers knocking at the door 

Loved ones wounded, missing or are no more?

Whatever religion or lack it, national unity was our iron core  

Despite tears of pain, always was the strong faith for tomorrows 

 Of peace, prosperity and a way of life saved for those who follow


         1945.  Then as one we sought our tomorrows  

Perhaps you arrived on Planet Earth after the guns went quite  

When blissful peace reigned, and prosperous futures bright

Our proud flag flew high, and all as one, we sought tomorrow 

Our history well known including mistakes and sorrow 

Toil, sweat and tears, yet always as one, standing proud 

A hydro scheme then oil and gas were news we shouted out loud    

Student discipline, confidence and education mid world’s best 

We welcomed record numbers of refugees and stood the test    

Cars made in our land down under showed what could be done 

All this and more, thanks to national vision, purpose, and all as one   


       Lessons soon forgotten and apathy reigns in our Space Age

Then false leaders grew lazy and slept and slept   

The Devil preached ‘‘of buying cheap” as our dying factories wept 

Borrowed foreign coin everywhere and deep debt became the norm 

Foreign lands saw easy gold, and bleating two legged sheep were shorn  

Today the gap between rich and the poor grows with each and every day 

Our shame is a massive huge national debt for those who follow to pay  

Thought Police prowl night and day, freezing truthful tongues 

Apathy and deceit slowly destroy values, and our heroes are without guns   

A new bible preaches diversity, yet shuns proven powers of unity 

Deceit sprayed on all ages to create misty mirages that we are still free  


       Poor fella my country, when will the penny drop?

How pathetic and selfish in surrendering our nation’s sun drenched history 

From rattling iron chains and the lash to a precious way of life so free 

Today, lessons learnt in times of strife are neglected and slowly cast aside

Quickened by Canberra Suits intent on peering into mirrors with false pride 

We are fast asleep in our lonely castle with wide open doors 

Space age noisy brown shirts are bullying more and more 

Political correctness slowly stealing nous and free mind from you and me  

Orchestrated lawless mobs are destroying our way of life with impunity 

They carry toxic flags of sly wokes, and hire evil thugs reborn 

Can’t you sense the ANZACS fury growing with each passing dawn? 


George Mansford
©May 2021 



FILE IMAGE: Australian National Flag. Courtesy PM&C.





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