Life moves in cycles With cycles in circles In circles of shame This shame which I feel A feeling that stories Stored from my youth Those youth nurtured heroes Aren't nurtured on truth Truth which was hidden Riddled with mystery Mysteriously written Who's rewritten our history Histrionically taught With God Save the Queen A Queen of far lands Too far to be seen Scenically pictured In pictures of grandeur Grand armies marching March in with fanfares Fair skinned people Evil with bibles A biblical cause Laws, guns and titles Entitles a distant land To land on my shores I sure never wanted To live by these laws Laws based on Scripture Scriptures of blood Blood baths raged Waged for God's love Above Natural laws From Nature to Hell Hell of a history lesson History couldn't tell Telling black stories How white men came Strangers from far lands On landing lay claim Claiming as far As far as the sky Sky, Sun and Moon The Moon, Earth and I An eye for an eye I wonder whose teeth This toothless old skull Old bones 'neath my feet False feats of bravery So brave and so bold Bold Christian soldiers Sold souls I'm told We tell of the killing Killed or slave traded The raping of women Our children just faded Faded from black Brown through to white White skinned children Whose heart's black as night Nighttime has fallen Fallacies paraded Sadists and saviours Say what is raided Rape them or kill them They still lay in graves Gravely spoken eulogies Preaching Jesus Saves! Saves you from damnation My whole damn nation's lost Lost they're gone forever Who can count that cost? Native cultures vanish Vanquished at a touch Once touched by Jesus Christ Christ there's not that much Not much left but death Dead who hid their jewels Pearls of wisdom lost Lost to Christian fools Stealing native dignity Indigenous with pride How many proud ones killed? Their cultures crucified Gone! They're dead forever Forever extinct Thinking about Jesus And Jesus does he stink Foul stench of politics Religious upheaval Weasels with morals It’s morally evil Evil minded maniacs Man and all his words Boasting words of love A love that's not observed Perverse like vultures landing Stand upon a corpse Corps of Christian soldiers Still soldier off to wars Wars against humanity Until humanity's converted Converted to praise Jesus And Jesus that's perverted A perversion of power These powerful who might Rightly say their prayers To beg eternal life For life moves in cycles With cycles in circles In circles of shame This shame which I feel A feeling that stories Stored from my youth Those youth nurtured heroes Aren't nurtured on truth By David Peter Robertson