He Is From The Place Of Yellow Tail Black Cockatoo

He is from the place of yellow tail black cockatoo
The large dark brown parrots known to some as the weerloo
Fresh in from the high country and new to the big town
The tall slightly built young man with hair of nugget brown.

A story like his you would have heard before
He moved to here for self betterment and nothing more
Where he was born and raised job opportunities few
But life very different here to the life he once knew

Back in his home country amongst the tall trees
The harsh cries of the white cockies are carrying in the breeze
And the familiar calling of the pied currawong
The crow sized dark birds who have rain in their song

Where the often familiar loud laughter like cries
Of the kookaburra can be heard in the wood at sunrise
The voices of Nature that he has known well
Not to be heard where people in large numbers do dwell

To the big town life he is settling in
And he is getting used of the suburban din
Like the noise of the traffic on the busy highway
Many miles from where he was raised and first saw light of day.

by Francis Duggan

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