We carry so much baggage but if we are lucky, we evolve! Fingers crossed!!
Empathy
Scomo Equality
Progress he cried our cabinet’s now swimmin’
With puppet-like, do what they’re told Liberal women
The same ones who applauded the protracted inaction
And suggested the uproar ‘bout Britney, overreaction
They’ve formed a committee to give serious thought
To any transgressors ... well the ones who are caught
Relax, the contentious issues if indeed there are any
Will be promptly deferred to Scomo’s clever wife Jenny
Brilliant work Scomo, you should really be proud
You should have no fear in future confronting the crowd
Inequality reigns but no need for us to be shitty
Cause our visionary leader has formed a committee
So much achieved bloody hell they gave it a nudge
But because they needed the vote, kept Alan Tudge
Nice to know he’s working things out as he oughta
Along with Johnsen, Linda Reynolds and Christian Porter
Congratulations to you all but I really must stress
Be on guard for complacency with all this success
Such enlightened productivity is so hard to conceive
Remember if it all goes to shit, you can always take leave!!
1st April 2021
The Right To Question
We cannot travel or interact with other nations people, that’s a fact
Nor determine fact from fiction causing not a small amount, of friction
Faceless people have assumed control impervious to the taken toll
Greed and fortune rule their actions dividing opinions, creating factions
An age old mantra reimposed I doubt will ever be fully exposed
And all we know are versions told from sources that are thus controlled
By those who have the most to gain, our sentence an unknowing pain
So many things we’ll never know, corporations now run the show
Now Orwell’s 1984 - has arrived in spades and so much more
Newspapers, radio, Internet, TV ... can we trust all we read or see
The answer, shit I haven’t a clue but the right to question lies with you
How much of the story do we hear, that is what I really fear
Though I am, ‘toeing the line’ - there’s a constant gnawing I can’t define
So I won’t insult those who query or perpetuate some different theory
Above all I bristle at any suggestion that denies our basic right - to question
25th April 2021
Re-Joyce (for the Nationals' Boys' Club)
The 'State' of the COVID Fight
The Duke, she’s a Cowgirl, with the reigns in her mouth
Doesn’t submit to the theories that abound in the South
She will fight, scrap and tussle till her last dying breath
Whilst leading her state into the valley of death
Pal’s a bit different Qld the destination state
With sport in particular, pretty much everyone’s mate
Though lockdowns occur they are fighting the squalor
Taking Netball, NRL and the AFL dollar
Dandy is dour but there is no doubt that he cares
So much so he threw his own self down the stairs
It’s lock early, lock hard and then comment on Sydney
With what amounts to a verbal jab in the kidney
The Marshall is quiet and whilst upholding the law
Doesn’t seem to say much, maybe a trifle unsure
Although opportunity abounds and Steve has had his
The lips remain sealed, look what happened to Gladys
Guts runs Tasmania where the impacts are low
An island is a very handy defence don’t you know
And COVID’s clearly focussing elsewhere of late
The fucker can’t swim, at least not across Bass Straight
Mac he’s the knife who’s used both the cut and thrust
Always slamming the borders shut whilst garnering trust
Of people who live well west of the Nullarbor
Which led to a landslide result and four years more
Of course …
He said and she said and clearly no-one’s in charge
The lack of direction from Scotty looms large
It seems nothing’s achieved by bull, bluff and bluster
With the nation all wishing that he soon GETS A CLUSTER!!
6th August 2021
The Virus is Viral
The world is descending in a free falling spiral
I heard just today that the virus had gone viral
My reaction predictably shock and concern
We feel the impact of COVID at every turn
But I surveyed the situation and what did I find
The media constantly changing their mind
Trumpeting contempt of near all course of action
With not one politician receiving positive reaction
NSW has it wrong it needs far more order
Whilst WA they are wankers with their hard border
Victoria found wanting, Croweaters - them too
Tasmania basically didn’t have too much to do
Queensland’s on a bender from temperate to tropic
NT & ACT hardly rate on this topic
The pollies, all of them both Federal and State
Lambasted by journos as plain second rate
This COVID shit … is all you see, hear and read
Relentless to the extent my eyes and ears bleed
I crave for a simple old fashioned political scandal
Choice would be nice too .. the Gourd or the Sandal
(Excuse Life of Brian Reference!!)
So stuff it I say and to hell with this virus
It’s the media that really has been sent to try us
A judgemental, sycophantic form of pollution
Dealing solely in blame and no hint of solution
Yes it’s true, it’s confirmed, the virus is viral
Let’s all do our best there’s no need for a trial
Look after yourself and other people in need
And ignore what’s become a Mass Media Feed
Remember Me
Remember Me
I was driving on my birthday and got a call which I supposed
Was a greeting from my brother but then said he’d been diagnosed
He didn’t dwell or sugarcoat, just said he’d do his level best
To fight it anyway he could and I expected nothing less
Thinking after the years have passed, it now occurs to me
The date and awkward synergy simply say remember me
But I needed not that reminder because I’d loved him from the start
And as so many writer’s wrote, he’s forever in my heart
Strangely there was more to go, on my daughter’s birthday he died
Oh what a stark reminder for me, that cannot be denied
Both dates still bring celebration coupled with the need to pause
Remember Pat and then look around and cherish you and yours
Thinking after the years have passed, it still occurs to me
The date and awkward synergy simply say remember me
But I need not that reminder because I’d loved him from the start
And I live on and know each and everyday he’s forever in my heart
Living and laughing with you still!
** A post for happiness, music, golf, family and the beach**
Average Heroes
Our Australia
Life's Last Door ..... (a tough time letting someone we love go through that final door)
When I end up at life’s last door and my journey’s led me to it
Hope you as friends and family do no more but gently help me through it
That you don’t pity me, fuss too much, just send me on my way
Remember all I’ve done and such and know I’ve had my day
I am gonna try to smile once more when that curtain calls to me
As I walk in through that final door towards life’s eternal mystery
So hold my hand, kiss my cheek, in some way I’ll still remain
And all those cliches we’ll speak then like until we meet again
I’ve done it once or twice and now watched friends go through it too
There’s no rules written as to how so I’ll just leave it up to you
That door will close behind me so after you have played your part
Know that I will always be, in your life, locked safe within your heart
And to those friends, I know who, have trodden this well worn path
Cut yourself some slack, cause you, deserve joy in it’s aftermath
The selfless thing you have done, a courtesy you can’t ignore
Made it easier for your special one, to stroll gently through that door
John Mason 31st August 2020
Changes In Greetings
There’ll be some collateral damage from the COVID situation
One could be the demise of the MAN-HUG infatuation
No longer will some squirm at another man’s touch
Be put through that torment and will not miss it much
From now on it be a wink or even nod of the head
That male on male greeting may have been put to bed
The handshake could be under scrutiny too, and maybe canned
Just because people do not properly wash their own hands
What will be expected in future beginning with here and now
Might be replication of the Indian greeting .. hand up and say how
And kissing, well let’s face it can no longer possibly survive
The key put straight in the ignition ‘when you go for a drive’
It’ll be knuckles and elbows and those waves from afar
Thousands of lonely people sitting by themselves in a spa
With populations shit scared of any further viral trouble
And keen to exist solely in their own personal bubble
There will be brave people though who won’t take this tack
Who’ll stick their tongue in an ear and lick sweat off a back
They’ll stay true to traditions such as leather and lace
Smart, lucky bastards who’ll die with … a smile on face!
John Mason 02/ 04/2020
Share The Dog
Though it’s called the Black Dog that is just a name
Why, how and when it bites is never quite the same
Except once you're afflicted it can hide close at hand
Impacting at times and in ways hard to understand
It’s tenacious, grabs hold and resists letting go
This relentless, consuming and sadly familiar foe
If I could control it for you, I would with due speed
Gently but firmly grab hold of that bloody dog’s lead
And take it so far from you that you would never again
Have to suffer the torment, the struggle and pain
Know I am here and that if you should need me at all
I’m ready, willing and able to answer the call
I’m your friend and that means you should not be alone
And have to, no longer fight the Black Dog on your own
John Mason 10/05/2020