Accepting the apology to the Forgotten Australians and former Child Migrants by Prime Minister Kevin Rudd, Parliament House, 11am.Monday Thursday 16th. Lest We Forget…………………
Mum in Brum, bore the brunt
Of urgent passion in the black-out
Born a bastard because war
Hates fertile virgins.
Breast-fed, then released to nuns
Merciful mission and practiced barbarity,
Her mother worked in Munitions
Till tempted and charmed again
Without a French Letter.
Sins kept secret for years,
Shipped and adopted out
Like thousands of other
Mum’s memory blank until
A new coat and a big boat
Believing it was a holiday,
But it was bullshit –
Folded her arms in resistance
To a snap happy press.
The life of promise presented
To the public was a lie swept away,
Scrubbed, polished, ironed and
Peeled, their labour milked
By bare-foot kids on 4a.m. dew.
She breathed in the blue
Sky and ran to the bush
So the nuns tied her up,
Sent to care for bairns in cots,
And repent for unknown
Mother’s shame, and all
Before her, like
Faceless Grandma who died in
Cheap whiskey songs and
Soldiers Syphillus, and
Great Grandmother derangement
In Dublin’s asylum, all meant
Early un-named graves and
Church and State treated our women
Like scum and stigmatised with
Preaching the sanctity of life
Whilst criminilising abortions.
Ignorant and deceived to rampant
Cruelty behind iron gates where
Stealing bread and apple cores
In pigs bins was common.
Starvation curried no favour with
Electric wires around the vegie patch.
Quoting Bible, vengeful God in
Heaven and Jesus his Son,the
Stations of the Cross a surreal
Sight dramatised by the Crows circling
Paddocks and vast blue skies
The only relief.
Mum survived this with rebel resilience,
One of a million blights on Christianity
And the State’s complicity, only brought
To light by social justice warriors.
(c)copyright Julie McNeill,Nov.2009
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