Heart Controller

Hey! Yeah, all of you’s waiting, The colours mixed, so listen, I’m about to tell what’s happening, Across the streets of Auburn. Over there! That car, see?! Yeah, the yellow one, Woah! What a cool M3! Should be heaps of fun! Back in line we keep sighing, This ballad: a time waste, For our energy keeps draining, Come on! Our lunch to taste. Two minutes left of the agony, “Next in line!” “Yay!” I’ll make a colourful symphony, Finished! I have to pay? Cash only? You gotta be kiddin’! EFTPOS next to that centre, Where? There! It’s not hidden! Walking and walking then I enter. So, you see, it’s near closing time, And all I have is a card, 7/11 cash-out with that chime, Returned to find a guard. “Mate, we’re definitely closed!” “Seriously! After all that?!” Stepped forward, muscles exposed, Went back to my flat. This story ends with a sweat, Job, at last, completed, Many colours I ‘ave met, All this is already t...

Halt! Listen to their whispers and feel their hope Shattered as they lie limbless under mass graves, Erase your eyes from weeps and endure sorrow, Honour their long lost lives and roar for freedom, Tell me, why these women laid near the children? What have become of us as we observe in silence? Their screams rose as they burnt, deafening silence, No media coverage and no one to share their hope, Villages razed and innocent lives lost their freedom, They were once in peace playing with the children, Soon soldiers in black arrived to dig copious graves, And today, we remember them and pray in sorrow. Tell me, have their offspring won over their sorrow? Or have they indulged in drugs to overcome silence, Owing to false banners and the so-called freedom, Selling their bodies to traffickers with the children, Maybe a few fenings or pennies for a future’s hope, Yet, more bodies pile up on top of rotten graves. In the news: “The Forgotten’s dis...