Post by Kiwi Frontline on Dec 5, 2018 5:23:17 GMT 12
THERE ARE RACISTS IN MY COUNTRY
There are racists in my country and I don’t know what to do,
I’m so sad at not being equal, I am feeling rather blue.
They say they are entitled to a bigger vote than me,
Cos they had an ancestor come from Hawaiki.
We’re in the same family, sports and workplace too,
But they say they are superior, and want to mount a coup.
They are taking over gov’ment, hospitals, and schools,
Scaring away the talent and changing all the rules.
Doctors, nurses, teachers too, don’t need to have good sense,
As long as they achieve in Maori cultural competence.
The kids no longer know their sums, or learn to read and write,
But they’re very good recounting the propaganda tripe.
History has been rewritten, the truth now removed,
Some shady lies and myths are all that are approved.
If we’re building something big, we have to get consent,
But this means shifty payments, to someone rather bent.
They want our drinking water, mountains, harbours, beaches, seas they’ll take,
Politicians just hand them over, it’s like they’re also on the make.
We must worship te ao Maori, but no one tells us what that means,
I think it must be hidden in those big, flash limousines.
We can no longer have free speech and ask for common sense,
They say that means I’m racist and being rather dense.
Not even Santa can be safe, gone is his glorious red,
To be replaced by hooks and feather cloaks instead.
Why are these racists in my country, I really want to know?
But their head honchos just laugh at me, as their bank accounts gather dough.
It’s greed, power and lust, you fool. Nothing ever changes.
We’ve read the history books, you see and learnt how through the ages,
The meek and mild can be manipulated, made to hand over all their wages.
Elections? Bah! There’ll be no standing on our merit.
We’ll be entrenched and like scoundrels, all power we’ll inherit.
Like Jews in Nazi Germany, we’ll turn you into slaves
We’ll make you hated and you’ll be digging your own graves.
So the racists rule our country, we pay for their expertise,
In what I’m not too sure, while they have us in a squeeze.
We fund their lawyers to walk all over us,
And we’re respectful, we don’t want to make a fuss.
We fought against apartheid, but that was overseas,
Here in New Zealand, we dare not show displease.
So we sit and watch our country, as democracy’s destroyed,
At least we haven’t caused upset by being paranoid.
By F M
There are racists in my country and I don’t know what to do,
I’m so sad at not being equal, I am feeling rather blue.
They say they are entitled to a bigger vote than me,
Cos they had an ancestor come from Hawaiki.
We’re in the same family, sports and workplace too,
But they say they are superior, and want to mount a coup.
They are taking over gov’ment, hospitals, and schools,
Scaring away the talent and changing all the rules.
Doctors, nurses, teachers too, don’t need to have good sense,
As long as they achieve in Maori cultural competence.
The kids no longer know their sums, or learn to read and write,
But they’re very good recounting the propaganda tripe.
History has been rewritten, the truth now removed,
Some shady lies and myths are all that are approved.
If we’re building something big, we have to get consent,
But this means shifty payments, to someone rather bent.
They want our drinking water, mountains, harbours, beaches, seas they’ll take,
Politicians just hand them over, it’s like they’re also on the make.
We must worship te ao Maori, but no one tells us what that means,
I think it must be hidden in those big, flash limousines.
We can no longer have free speech and ask for common sense,
They say that means I’m racist and being rather dense.
Not even Santa can be safe, gone is his glorious red,
To be replaced by hooks and feather cloaks instead.
Why are these racists in my country, I really want to know?
But their head honchos just laugh at me, as their bank accounts gather dough.
It’s greed, power and lust, you fool. Nothing ever changes.
We’ve read the history books, you see and learnt how through the ages,
The meek and mild can be manipulated, made to hand over all their wages.
Elections? Bah! There’ll be no standing on our merit.
We’ll be entrenched and like scoundrels, all power we’ll inherit.
Like Jews in Nazi Germany, we’ll turn you into slaves
We’ll make you hated and you’ll be digging your own graves.
So the racists rule our country, we pay for their expertise,
In what I’m not too sure, while they have us in a squeeze.
We fund their lawyers to walk all over us,
And we’re respectful, we don’t want to make a fuss.
We fought against apartheid, but that was overseas,
Here in New Zealand, we dare not show displease.
So we sit and watch our country, as democracy’s destroyed,
At least we haven’t caused upset by being paranoid.
By F M
