Australia – This Island Continent is our Home. We are one nation on earth trying to live our lives in Freedom as our Fore Fathers fought for our great Nations stability. First Nations People have been certified as the oldest DNA on earth. Then arrived the English to Massacre Aboriginal blood. Yes, we have a dark history. With tolerance attitudes of Aussie’s spirit has been built with dam hard work for several generations having a go our way.
Immigration has its ups and downs over the years. We call it the “melting pot” Aussies are known for their humour and laid back attitudes. They help their mates when down. We are proud to be Australians.
Landscapes of this vast continent vary from sandy desert in the red hot centre to tropical jungle in the north of Australia to the magical mountain forests to the rocky West of Australia
Weather varies from hot, dry centre to the humid jungle mountains north Australia to amazing snowfields in southern Australia.
Australian population lives mainly on our fabulous beaches and ocean around our great continent
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A Nation of trees, drab green and desolate gray
In the field uniform of modern wars,
Darkens her hills, those endless, outstretched paws
Of Sphinx demolished or stone lion worn away.
They call her a young country, but they lie:
She is the last of lands, the emptiest,
A woman beyond her change of life, a breast
Still tender but within the womb is dry.
Without songs, architecture, history:
The emotions and superstitions of younger lands,
Her rivers of water drown among inland Australia – Alec Derwent Hopesands,
The river of her immense stupidity
Floods her monotonous tribes from Cairns to Perth.
In them at last the ultimate men arrive
Whose boast is not: “we live” but “we survive”,
A type who will inhabit the dying earth.
And her five cities, like five teeming sores,
Each drains her: a vast parasite robber-state
Where second hand Europeans pullulate
Timidly on the edge of alien shores.
Yet there are some like me turn gladly home
From the lush jungle of modern thought, to find
The Arabian desert of the human mind,
Hoping, if still from the deserts the prophets come,
Such savage and scarlet as no green hills dare
Springs in that waste, some spirit which escapes
The learned doubt, the chatter of cultured apes
Which is called civilization over there.
~ Australia – Alec Derwent Hope