I THINK I’LL STAY IN THIS WEEK
by Anton Wills-Eve
<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/aimless/”>Aimless</a>
we should all aim less and embrace more.
I THINK I’LL STAY IN THIS WEEK
‘Brexit’ demands that we all get out,
And Thursday we’ve been asked to vote.
Should we ditch all our European friends
To keep British economic hopes afloat?
The idea of abandoning many poorer folk
To give us more cash makes me feel as sick
As any sane American would feel next Fall
After giving Donald Trump a thumbs up tick.
There is no excuse in this modern world
For being selfishly mean or power mad.
Nobody from any country, by their birth
Alone, should be considered as being bad.
Yet there are people from my native land
Who really believe unity, to be just a word
That means being ‘un-British’ in some way,
I can’t think of anything so stupidly absurd.
I was born in WWII, bombs falling all round
The house which was my first earthly home.
But now, nearly seventy five years on, I call my
Enemies friends, thanks to the treaty of Rome.
I can’t run away from folk I’ve come to love,
My whole life would be a mockery, a waste.
No. I’d rather remain with my European kin
Than abandon them in selfish, hateful haste.
AWE
Hate begat hate begat hate
upon man, all colours and creeds
in our palatinate ship out
to sea, and sail off the edge.
There’ll be no reunion campaign.
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