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Not Australian

from Positive Reinforcement by Plovers

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I rode the bus an hour and forty minutes
I know because I counted every one
And as the sun hid far below the black horizon
I walked another mile 'til I was home
The kettle boils while I cut up potatoes
I'm so exhausted I can barely hold my head
But when the lights are out I can't switch off my worry
I'm imprisoned in the cotton of my bed

Now I'm pushed against a chain-link fence
And it cuts into my skin
And I'm screaming but I don't make sense
Cause I'm not Australian
And I feel them tearing at my face
While the end is closing in
And no-one runs to my defence
Cause I'm not Australian

They stare at me when I am at the checkout
They stare at me when they hear how I speak
I felt that with some time it would get better
But all I'm feeling is I'm tired and kind of weak
When everybody's gaze weighs like an anvil
It feels easier to stay just out of sight
I'm so cut off from things that I've never belonged to
And I'm having newer nightmares every night

Where I'm pushed against a chain-link fence
And it cuts into my skin
And I'm screaming but I don't make sense
Cause I'm not Australian
And I feel them tearing at my face
While the walls are closing in
And no one runs to my defence
Cause I'm not Australian

It's eleven thirty seven in the morning
And I came home as soon as I first got the call
Ducked underneath the tape they placed across the doorway
And stepped across the splintered wood strewn on the floor
That broken glass once used to be my kitchen window
That message sprayed in paint along my bedroom wall
"Fuck off we're full Armani refugee pretender
Your kind's not welcome in this country any more"

And for a moment I was somewhere completely different
And for a moment nothing had really changed at all
I was still standing in the shell of what was shattered
Back with the ruined husks of homes wiped out by war
And I guess it feels like it was all for nothing
And while I know that nothing ever is for sure
It's hard to choose between my broken past and future
When there's bodies strewn across the western shore

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from Positive Reinforcement, released October 26, 2018

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