John is passionate about human and animal rights, social justice, equality, and the environment, and likes to convey that in his writing.
This Is a Sunburnt Country (God Give Us Summer Rains)
This summer has reached record highs,
The heat wave rages on.
Long days beneath the scorching sun,
Spring seems long since gone.
Just weeks ago the grass was green
Now it's brown and dying.
The water in the tanks is low,
The dams and bores are drying.
The sheep and cattle have no feed,
Starvation barely resisting.
Unless it rains this coming month
The herd will need agisting.
Meanwhile we're trapped within our home,
Too hot to venture out.
Fans and aircon turned on high,
I hate this prolonged drought.
The trees are stressed, the land is parched,
But wildlife struggles on.
Marsupials come out at dusk
To miss the scorching sun.
A Snow White Christmas just a dream,
A fable from afar.
The coolest place you'll find 'round here
Is an air conditioned car.
My Country by Dorothea MacKellar
The lines 'I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains, of ragged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains' are from 'My Country', written by Dorothea Mackellar between 1904 and 1908.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains.
So says MacKellar's famous poem,
But God give us summer rains.
— John Hansen
© 2016 John Hansen