Forgotten Australians, memories, poetry

The spirit of the Forgotten Australians lives on

By Graham Evans (guest author) on 2 November, 2010
I can remember when we were little children
In those jails when we were so small
And all those places we were locked in as babies
There was no love, no love at all
So we walk these lonely roads for survival
From this abuse that was so wrong
Through the rapes, the hunger and the bashings
From these Homes where no one belonged
Oh! how I feel our lives have been waisted
From this system that was so wrong
For many if not all our hearts were broken
But The Spirit Of the Forgotten Australians Lives On
So we strive through our lives with out freedom
From our land that suppose to be free
What ever happened to good old Australia ?
That was put there for you and for me
Our imaginations we had no boundaries
We were just like logs and debris
Strewn on the rocks from our childhood
Then just cast out to Society
Oh! how I feel our lives have been waisted
From this system that was so wrong
For many if not all our hearts were broken
But The Spirit of The Forgotten Australians Lives On
I can remember when we were little children
In those jails when we were so small
And all those places we were locked in as babies
There was no love, no love at all
Oh! how I feel our lives have been wasted
From our Government’s that was so wrong
For many if not all our hearts were broken
But The Spirit Of the forgotten Australians lives On.

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