BRUMBY SHOOT

There's a noise in the bush
where the horses run free
and there's fear in the air
the herd breaks for the trees

Skimming over tree tops
the choppers make their run
the noise brings death to brumbys
from the barrel of a gun

Somewhere in the city
there's a man who has a yen
to kill off all the brumbys
and he does it with a pen

National Parks and Wildlife
have an order to destroy
and men with guns in choppers
are so easy to deploy

Six hundred sturdy ponies
whose lives were blown away
are lying in the silent bush
to rot and just decay

So much for Aussie legends
and the colt from old regret
'cos once they've all been shot to death
it's easy to forget

A hundred years they roamed the bush
but natives they are not
Are Europeans natives too?
are they all being shot?!

It's a dirty filthy business
done by stupid little men
The brumby is a noble breed
that we won't see again

So put your pen to paper
and raise your voices loud
this never should have happened
and cannot be allowed

The butchers and their bloodstained hands
must all be rooted out
The brumbys are a pride and joy
we cannot live without

(c) Oct 2000 Written in Dubbo, NSW.

They shot to death 600 brumbys because they lived in a National Park, it's a bloody disgrace! If that's what National Parks are all about then as far as I am concerned they can all be closed down.

Cart Horse at Avondale farm, Brookton, Western Australia

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