John McCullagh July 15, 2011
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We were all philosophers 

Our opinions strong and sure

We had no thought of violence

Till war came to our door …  

We were happy in our valleys
Amongst the whins and rocks
Invasion and internment
Brought outrage, dismay, shock
They took away our hillsides
Our walks, our mountain tracks
They took away our freedom
We had to fight them back
We are still philosophers
We haven’t lost the faith
They’ll go, they’ll never beat us
All we must do, is wait …

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