Hunger lurks down the streets of Botany Bay; br The lonely child famished and peckish cries for food br None notices the child, for they’re preoccupied with the travesty of justice in Botany Bay br An observant vagabond pays heed to the child, and shares the lone piece of bread br The child ecstatic with what’s it got, runs to its hovel br The hovel where it was raised, is full of abjection and misery br The child runs to its mother, gives the lone piece of bread br The mother in tears, tears up the piece of bread br Gives a piece to the child to satiate its hunger br Keeps the other piece for the other slumbering child br For such is the love of the mother, careless about her own hunger br Gets lost in the agony of doubt, of how she will raise her children br In this world full of misery and pain.