Brexit Poem by Matthew Holloway

Brexit

Rating: 5.0


Quite what the future holds
I am not one to predict
There are sound bites playing
From every political division
What is fact or fiction
The mass hysteria
Fed through a media
To the hungry public
Disrupts popular opinion
Missinformation
Creates a public division
Hate crime
Still, still they play their game
In high end office's
Governance
Elected to betray
I have no idea what awaits
Or what it will bring to me
Brexit spoken in whispers
What it is or will be
Only hope holds
I await it's end
And the new beginning

Friday, December 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: political
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Brexit
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 14 December 2018

Matthew, a well penned political poem....10+++++

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Matthew Holloway 16 December 2018

Thank you, always a difficult task writing political but happy with these results

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Jennifer Birchall 14 December 2018

Wow you said it so much better Matthew

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Matthew Holloway 16 December 2018

Thank you jenny, happy to hear from you

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Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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