Die, wild country, like the eaglehawk,
dangerous till the last breath's gone,
clawing and striking
die cursing yor captor through a raging eye
Die like the tigersnake
that hisses such pure hatred from its pain
as fills the killer's dreams
with fear like suicide's invading stain
Suffer, wild country, like the ironwood
that gaps the dozer-blade
I see your living soil ebb with the tree
to naked poverty
Die like the soldier-ant
mindless and faithful to your million years
Though we corrupt you with our torturing mind
stay obstinate, stay blind
For we are conquerors and self poisoners
more than scorpion or snake
and dying of the venoms that we make
even while you die of us
I praise the scoring drought, the flying dust,
the drying creek, the furious animal,
that they oppose us still,
that we are ruined by the thing we kill
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