My Brother

Dear Lord



I scan across my paddock clear

I live my life without a fear

I still can feel, I can shed a tear

I am safer than my brother



Each day the news resembles not my land

I have no bars or wires wrapping my hand

My food has flavour, not stale or bland

I do not envy my brother



Fortune doesn’t always favour the brave

He once lived in brick now he hides in a cave

He has it taken or destroyed as fast as he can save

Where is the justice for my brother



The conspiracy theories are rampant and rife

He sits just like me. Why did they unseat his wife

Did we always value tangibles? Instead of cherishing life

It is time to stand up for my brother





What can I do from my cradling chair

Can I shout or write to ease my brothers despair

Guide me Teach me….. Show me where

I feel guilt that I live not like my brother



You tell me, now tell my brother “Be not afraid”

I know you listen to this outburst that I have prayed

Bring all of your people up to my high grade

Let us all stand Brother to Brother



AMEN


Author's Notes/Comments: 

It is great to be Australian however the way our Government chooses to deal with asylum seekers is certainly nothing to be proud of. I wrote this as an act of compassion towards my "brothers and sisters' held in detention centres in my country.

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