In the sticks out there where a vast untamed land cracks open under a waterless existence the heart of Australia cries out .
Please help this desolate terrain .
It's a shame no one hears .
Rain she cries but the blazing sky denies her tears .
Years pass like eons in the land that time forgot as those cracks open wide and she bleeds .
The heart of Australia is a burning flame .
Only the sticks remain .
Bones lies scattered in the dust .
Relics of the wilderness .
Unseen .
Untouched .
Unmoved .
Underneath an unsheltered undefeated scorching sun .
The land remains untamed without life .
Without shadow .
Without water .
Without help
Without people .
Without an ear to hear her cry in this dry barren land .
And in the heart of this continent where sticks but remain .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-10-25 00:47:49
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