Democracy reveals the state
Of our disunity - Doug.E.Barr, poet

 

As I stood by the till

I heard a voice call out

It's over - the people's will:

A good result - a real rout

And ducked my head to pay

As the cashier agreed

And ducked my sad head to pray:

My silent view, an alien creed.

 

It's over - the people have had their say

That last faint hope is gone, done are the deeds

It's over - misplaced patriotism held sway

Triumphal Brexit shaded out folk's real needs:

Leaving Europe will simply start

Our isolation as 'offshore states'

With border schisms over our internal mart

Beggars outside much greater gates

While health and schools and social care

The homeless, the young, the poor, the old

Unchanged, remain without a prayer,

Or hope in this new, lone, outcast, winter cold.

 

Too late now to sigh

Too late! I cry:

Powerless, I could only vote

Pondering an Aristotle quote:

Democracy is when the indigent

And not the men of property

Are the rulers

Powerless, I could only vote

Knowing how those men will gloat