Thought I'd have a little fun by writing an ode to Peter Dutton. The first letter of each line spells his name. Pretends to care, but the truth’s in disguise,Every word he utters are just hollow lies.Twists the facts to suit his own tale,Empathy absent, his policies pale.Ruthless ambition cloaked in disdain, Deals in division, … Continue reading Ode to Peter Dutton
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The Edge of Destruction
The skies are burnin', the oceans risin’,Fire in the forest, there’s no disguisin’,The cities floodin', the islands sinkin’,We're wastin' time, we're on the brink an’.People cryin', but it’s too late,Denial won’t cool this climate fate,Can't you see the heat’s insane?We’re feelin’ the wrath of a burnin’ chain. But you tell meOver and over and over … Continue reading The Edge of Destruction
Sounds of Silence
Hello, Dutton, our old friend,You've come to speak some crap again.In halls where policy is sleeping,Your voice arose, steadfast and sweeping.And the visions that you crafted in the nightBurn so bright,In echoes of silence. In endless rows of stone-cold pews,I watched you speak your putrid views.People bow, and people's faces frown,As you speak we see … Continue reading Sounds of Silence
Craig Hill 