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A country built on difference
Is a country hard to kill
Our nation's for the working man
And the woman's iron will
A nation built upon a peace
Not a nation forged from war
But we proudly fought the villainy
That raged beyond our shore
Our Nation's for the brilliant mind
We wield the written word with grace
And our brilliant men of science
Receive words from outer space
When the convicts saw our shore
They had no way to know
Of the wildlife's coming heartache
Or the black man's coming woe
They could not foresee the coming wars
The Gallipoli assault
Or that penicillin would be harnessed
Or that Mattilda would be waltzed
Behold the brilliant writer
And the battler on the farm
Behold the man of science
And our sportsmen bearing arms
Behold our many soldiers
Our mates fallen on the dirt
And our father and our brothers
Lost beyond our nations girth
So here's to the commonwealth
And the republic yet to come
To the noble savage of our father
And the blue blood of our mom.
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I enjoy your use of meter. It reminds me of the recitations my Irish relations used to perform at the pubs. I think there's really something to be said for the composition of traditional poetry - and you totally nailed it.
