Australian Poetry de John Kinsella
Shame, Kevin Gilbert
And some say 'Shame' when we're talkin' up
And 'Shame' for the way we are
And 'Shame' cause we ain't got a big flash house
Or a steady job and a car.
Some call it 'Shame' when our kids they die
From colds or from sheer neglect
'Shame' when we live on the river banks
While we're collecting our welfare cheques
'Shame' when we're blind from trachoma
'Shame' when we're crippled from blights
But I reckon the worstest shame is yours
You deny us human rights.