Australasia

I live in a country that speaks its own tongue,

I took it for English and got it all wrong.

The language here loves simplicity,

and thus creates its very own reality.

What should not be that can not be,

is at the heart of its simple philosophy.

If I close my eyes I can't see 

how hospitality turns into hostility.

The words have lost their shades of grey,

they merely point to one side of the melee.

In a world brimming of black and white,

the subtlety of life comes out of sight.

We always speak using reason and emotion,

which leads to many odd confusion.