Some Writing to Remember.
A Legacy that May hath made of naught.
No man or woman doth feel the stirring of their Nation
Nor do they rise to the call of a Leadership.
For Downing Street be entombed in a past that it be not their future.
Prime Minister May each promise a rust of deceit a power to grasp
The steps of hollowed pride now darkened by the stain of hypocrisy.
Once a Remain till the greed of Power blinded a logic
A crown May so desired that a Nation’s fortune she set aside
A Europe so easily swept away instead a selfish ambition grasped.
No Pride displayed, only a willingness for any way to bend.
Like Lords and Masters Europe did demand
That a once proud people say Yay to each new command
The People from mine to steel too weary of the Political bent
Unaware of the Wolves they be thrown to
Be it Social or Economic expense
They raise no voice they march no step
They too blinded by a compensation of lies.
The pavements of London no longer of Gold
Only wretched of policies failed now for all the World to see.
Where be that once proud Englishman and woman?
May through stealth and a spin of words
Has taken that which was once our Pride
‘A life to lead and a lead to make’
Now who do we lead?
Only ourselves into an oblivion which hath no end.
Desmond Last February 2018