I was driving down St George's Road and saw a piece of street art that said 'I believe in childhood dreams' and it spoke to me. I'm documenting the ups and downs of our existence, mainly for family and friends who live all over the place. Our lives are so busy, it's nice and sometimes essential to stop and assess.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
We are the lucky ones
We are the lucky ones. We are safe. We are the lucky ones. We seek no home, no safe haven. We are the lucky ones. We seek no food, no cloth to cover ourselves. We are the lucky ones. We are bold, hold our heads high. We are the lucky ones. The world is ours for the taking. We are the lucky ones. Our houses stay standing in storms, our counsels regulate our buildings. We are the lucky ones. Fruit trees line our streets, not soldiers. We are the lucky ones. Our speech is free, our education top 10 in the world according to the OECD. We are the lucky ones. Our science is some of the best in the world. We are the lucky ones. Our health system is one of the worlds best. We are the lucky ones. Our country is full of protected environments. We are the lucky ones. We voted for Tony Abbott. Are we still the lucky ones?
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