A Sacred Heart at Badgerys.
In a grassy paddock (pasture) aside a dusty red clay road
Well nigh oer a century ago
A stone is placed upon another stone
- A church begins to grow.
Then stands there proudly,
- A sacred heart for this working rural town.
Surrounded slowly by headstones carefully carved
by masons skilled, and proud.
- Sentinels left to guard bones and flesh; and memory,
of close knit family and precious friends, loved ones true.
A sacred place of God and worship, a sacred place indeed. (Sacred soil)
Years pass by then business forces gather and pounce.
- An illogical decision is made.
Amidst these people, the cities power and gas,
and the precious water
A political decision is made.
"This the place
for and airport international."
"This where it will be - we must take the land
from the farming man,
we must knock the little church down."
The heritage of the land was raped,
But the little church stood strong.
And the Government took the land
from the common man - then let him rent it back.
whilst bureaucrats boiled and toiled
to knock the little church down.
- The pastor is a strong man
with pride and honour, and truth.
With passion he defended "the heart",
as he should,
for he was the Shepard of this church.
And the pastors hair was white now,
the stress had hurt his heart,
when Government forces struck a deal
- to relocate the church.
Stone by stone
the church came down;
the sacred graves were moved
- re-built in a different place,
And then for years and years
the paddocks just stood bare.
Whilst a malignant cancer grew behind,
and politics and greedy local "power men"
plotted and planned an airport;
hence to be more "rich".
- But they are blind.
- "Rich" is the white haired pastor,
who cares for the common man.
- Poor is the greedy man, with one and many zeros
in his precious bank account.
And thus the evil part, is added to this saga
as life has become ugly for Sydney around,
-would be for ever and more, if the airport should be built.
No matter how corrupt and wrong, all is,
the honest truth the power of right, is strong.
In a paddock out near Badgerys
a small stone church
And the sacred heart still beats strong.
Jan - 1998.