Eu-topia
(Brexit Brokeshit page 16)
In my Eu-topia,
Bureaucrats would be promoted solely on the grounds,
Of honesty, personal honour and due diligence,
An army of friends and an armoury of credentials,
Following after school chums, death-gripping their coattails
Would be grounds for immediate dismissal,
Also, the highest pensions should go to those,
Who don’t make real money,
In their prime,
All right fine,
I’ll eat my Brussels sprouts and go to bed without dessert,
To have night terrors about nativist campaigners,
Because that’s really worked out so well in Europe’s past,
At midnight, I hold tight to my stuffed plush bear, Utopia,
A harmless fantasy, like Santa Claus when I was younger,
It helps keep me sane.
Joseph Robert Writer 