Australia plays a deadly game
Offshore detention is its name
Some people claim it stops the boats
But it’s a cynical grab for votes
We lock folk away for a very long time
Even though they’ve done no crime
We haven’t given them a trial
But sentence some to life
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
This cruelty is no aberration
It‘s how we treat our first nations
If an Aborigine die in jail
It’s never we who fail
We send our troops to war torn lands
Hundreds more die at our hands
We think such violence keeps us safe
And so cut overseas aid
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
If ever the power leaves our hands
And goes instead to other lands
Asylum we might one day seek
And rue our policy mean
Tomorrow we could be refugees
And place our hopes in far countries
If for their mercy we must plead
Let’s hope they do not follow our lead
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
The evidence is mounting
A dozen deaths and counting
Offshore detention is its name
Some people claim it stops the boats
But it’s a cynical grab for votes
We lock folk away for a very long time
Even though they’ve done no crime
We haven’t given them a trial
But sentence some to life
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
This cruelty is no aberration
It‘s how we treat our first nations
If an Aborigine die in jail
It’s never we who fail
We send our troops to war torn lands
Hundreds more die at our hands
We think such violence keeps us safe
And so cut overseas aid
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
If ever the power leaves our hands
And goes instead to other lands
Asylum we might one day seek
And rue our policy mean
Tomorrow we could be refugees
And place our hopes in far countries
If for their mercy we must plead
Let’s hope they do not follow our lead
A dozen deaths and counting
A dozen deaths and counting
How many more till we feel some guilt?
A dozen deaths and counting
The evidence is mounting
A dozen deaths and counting
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envoyé par Tony Smith - 28/6/2018 - 04:46
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