Staring through the window I sit
nursing a mug of tea.
The swish of tyres after recent rain
and the squawks of parakeets
foraging in the flame tree
are background noise to my thoughts.
Thoughts of disbelief.
Thoughts of anger.
Colours mute as the sun descends.
Long shadows fall across the yard.
My phone beeps, more news.
I don’t look.
Enough bad news for one day.
‘Atrocities believed to have happened on Nauru.’
Believed to?
How can a government be so callous,
so cold,
so lacking in compassion?
I don’t want news.
I want answers.
But I don’t get answers.
All we get are platitudes
and silence.
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Wow, full of emotion! Love it.
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Thank you. My blog was originally going to be a rant … till the photography took over!
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It is good to keep both up. I am also more interested in photos but still keep on writing too.
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You have expressed that really well. I feel ashamed to be Australian when I see how we treat refugees.
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Well said!
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