Wild West Show (Poem by Phil Young)
Let me tell you a story about Westerners
It’s a type of wild west show
It’s not the same as the Buffalo Bill show
And some of the story you’ll already know
So how was the wild west won
With the use of love
Or with the use of a gun
How muddy are the colonial streets
How deep do you want to go into this
So how was the wild west won
By the blood of an Englishman
And by the blood of cowboys
And wild Indians
The American Indians were eagle warriors
Like Horus of the Egyptians and Romans
The American eagles patrolled their dominion
Each tribe had a place on the continent
Hunting deer, buffalo and antelope
And eating the hearts of their enemies
So how wild was the Wild West show
As wild as the Buffalo
As wild as the doe c doe
Danced around the old wood stove
They took the eagles from their territories
And put them into cages
As if eagles could just stop flying
A conquered people almost dying
Now let me tell you about the Colonial days
Down in South Africa and Australia
The Phoenicians were the first to navigate
Africa’s southern Cape
So Cape Town became a place to stop
For sailors to get off
But when the Huguenots
Fled to the Cape
It was to escape
The Catholic’s burning stake
Then the Voortrekers trekked
Up to the highlands
And met the voodoo of the Zulus
And the Zulus soon
Surrounded their wagons
But the Zulus were outgunned
With just their shields and spears
And they lost 3000 dead
Without the death of the white men
And afterwards the Zulus said
They’d seen angels protecting them
From above their wagons
And the leader of the Voortrekers
Was Andre Pretorius
Who became the founder
Of their capital Pretoria
So when the English arrived in South Africa
To take over the Boer mines they were after
The women handed out flowers
Showing that the Boers were not animals
And after all that pomp and ceremony
And knowing the English press had lied
Some British soldiers refused to fight
But they still butchered the Boers
And destroyed their homes
And after taking gold and diamonds lootable
The Africans were regarded as unsuitable
And called Communist revolutionaries
Instead of being treated as human beings
The Aborigines of Australia are different again
Although the color of the skin is the same
But since they had no central government
They lost their right to negotiate
And so Australia was declared Terra Nullus
Which meant the land was unoccupied
Except for all the fauna and the animals
So then they had the Abbo hunts
Killing the men and raping the women
Racial integration
Lost generations
In a sanatorium
The cleansing station
The Aussies love any conquest
Sports contests are usually the best
They’re rugged and strong
In their green and gold
Like the sunshine world
Is fighting the cold
Olympic gold for Cathy Freeman
Everyone was pleased to see her win
Aussies dressed in all shapes and sizes
Big John Eales
And little George Gregan
The kangaroos and wallabies are always hearty
As long as the kiwis don’t upset their party
And although their Prime Minister
Might be a republican
They better not think
They can gobble up New Zealand
So that’s how the Wild West goes
It’s not exactly like Buffalo Bill’s show
But it’s what started centuries ago
It’s a sort of story like Cain and Abel
When Cain murdered the innocent Abel
Clubbing him to death
And stood in his blood
As he had no love for his righteous brother
White men have been divided ever since
Between those who belong to Cain
And those who belong to Abel
Separating the sheep
From the goats
One may be a sheep
While the other just looks like one
But the hardest to distinguish
Are the geeps
Because they are half goat and half sheep
But which
Listen to this
Because they can’t breed
Disprove evolution theory
Perhaps you say
I ought to be more academic
Or more materialistic
Or perhaps you say I am a heretic
Can’t you see beyond your intellect
Do you understand our hypocrisy
It means we are all naked and exposed
Or do you stand in your fashion clothes
