Reflections: The Wreckers

[Music] thank you [Music] foreign [Music] [Music] [Applause] thank you [Music] foreign men pushing over part of a wall four stories up on a building they were wrecking at Adelaide in Victoria I was struck by the careful way they worked taking pains not to lose balance by putting too much weight against the brick face as it slowly gave way no doubt they knew the old building hated them and each moved against her only made the hate greater I hate lying quietly by trip or chance to take one of them along to death with her [Music] [Applause] [Music] thank you foreign [Music] [Applause] foreign [Music] the wrecking ball of Greenspan of temperament reverberates on King Street tottling steel smashing brick and stone to a leveled out stretch of waste on which the sun uneasily shivers battering rams oh Unholy pendulums of time change of inner restlessness as if man the board child toying with his Bloods must as the wind takes his hands be able in a moment Splash to sweet display things in gloriously down [Music] thank you [Music] I can't decide which will outlive each other the old man hanging to the steps of these run-down houses unshaved unpaid unloved for the buildings themselves once proudly new and in fashioned now breaking up slow rotting in their winter of time and stubborn like these old men to the end but I'll bet the landlords know [Music] [Music] thank you [Music] [Music]