European Grapes Of Wrath Poem by John Sensele

Grapes of wrath swoop over loops and hoops in Europe
Which swoons, groans and moans cos a blame game
Steals deals, peels, skills and heels of common sense to cope
With deep seated anguish and a swish that can't name
Real culprits who print dirge notices and sound the death knell
That doomsday sayers claim extinguishes the bright light
The European Union shone on a lonely world through email
Strident, discordant, dissonant noise that injects fright
In insecure populace who dance to the tune of cynics
Who pander to underhand fears and tears in minds gone
Blank through rank propaganda spread by cryptic critics
Incensed by the essence of cosmopolitans whose bone and clone
Thief executives purloin. They claim Brexit through a wake up call
Shakes the complacent bottom of Europe to shape up and play ball.