yuringguru listen
Grab your mask
Step outside
Find a beat
In tune with your heart
Where’s that place?
That ocean
That land
You belong to
That connects you
Look around
Do you see it yet?
Would you fight to protect
The place of your birth
Your country
By the river
With the giant old tree
And that old man’s face
Imprinted and twisted
In its hardened old trunk
Where is it
Define it
Say her name
Write it down
Look around
Your people
To those you connect
Stop for a sec
And listen, just wait
Take note of their quest
For safety and solace
And someone to say
We see you
You’re heard
Your time on this earth
Has value and worth
Now open your toolbox
And get to work
Build temples
And homes
And spaces to dance
Places to learn
To question and sit
To witness the lives
Of the many and few
Essential or not
Gather them round
Build fires
And blankets
For warmth
And sleep
Somewhere to rest
Between battle and prayer
Is that why you’re here?
And what of your art
On stages
And cages
In hollow halls
Fuelled by coal
And privilege and promise
Of sky travel
Across country
The place of your birth
Look around
Do you see it yet?
Image courtesy of the artist.