From the larger birds who would eat them the owls and hawks and birds of prey
It’s a price for human development that small birds with their lives must pay.
For many birds are territorial and when their trees are cut away
They cannot fly over their borders within their boundaries they must stay
Their borders to us are invisible to us who are too blind to see
And even in the wilds of the wild kingdom all wild things are not truly free.
You cut the tree down of the possum then he must fight to stay alive
And if he cannot evict another then he is doomed he can’t survive
And many wild creatures facing extinction with development rampant everywhere
Many birds and animals we see often ten years from now may well be rare.
Perhaps the last great wilderness of Gippsland and mapped for development so we hear
With Wilsons Prom and it’s wild beauty who has the right to interfere
When they take the trees that give them shelter the territorial creatures doomed to die
And those who say they can live elsewhere are ignorant or else they lie.
Leave Wilsons Prom to the wild creatures the Prom needs every bush and tree
You may as well shoot birds and possums if you bulldoze their territory
I still have memories of great beauty the wooded hills above the sea
And to sacrifice Nature for tourism is not a very good idea