Flocks of autumn crows

glean the scattered corn

from newly stubbled fields,

greedily they feed

before the onset

of winter's scarcities.

 

Wise birds these  -  -

 

Resourceful  -  -

 

Successful - -

 

Each maintaining it's own personal space,

aware that together - they are safe,

and that sentinels will rise

to ward off dangers from the skies.

 

Paradoxically we chose to go alone -

 

Vulnerable - -

 

Exposed - -

 

False pride our unconsidered reason

to leave our friends.

We presupposed that we'd be Glorious.

 

Rule Britannia - -

 

Never slaves - -

 

Victorious - -

 

Now deminished in the global scene

an inconspicuous dot adrift in hostile seas,

 

No blue print for our future,

 

Resourceful - -

 

Successful - -

 

                   NO -  -  -  -  -

 

                        -   -  -  -  -   NOT  US  IT  SEEMS