Independence Poem by Andrew Wilson

Scotland
The home of the brave
A cry, we hear our beloved neighbours rave

British people all the same
All one people under the same Crown
Will it now be Scotland that brings Great Britain down?

Radicals, they drive change, but is this for better or for worse, could it be a dictators curse?

Millions voted for Brexit
All those fools together
Giving away our Crown Jewels, all our country's treasure

How many truly understood
What this decision would lead to next
Most will be feeling rather vexed and somewhat perplexed, oh dear oh dear, what is next….

History has shown, that change can lead to destruction, in our lifetime we will not see the end, but it may well drive us all around the bend.

In a time of Woke, something in the 70's
that was just a joke, keyboard warriors spouting views, influencers deciding how you choose.

Better together was the anti-Brexit cry,
This is where my thoughts lie.

In Spain they look for Independence too
How sad that one of Europe's oldest nations acts this way, but, yes, they will likely stray.
Russia and China, will both have their way

Around the globe our lifetime saw, many years pass by with ‘hardly a flaw'
Self flagellation a theme of now,
Yes, this self created mess, it causes much distress, less is more and more is less.
Inverted principles from up on high
Makes you want to sit and cry

The Western world will soon be outdated
As we switch to a bipolar era
China and USA will go head to head
Hopefully we are not around to count the dead
A multipolar era lasted for years, but a bipolar future will inevitably end in tears

If you want to know the answer, then look to Aus.

Why, you may ask, well simply because.

A land mass larger than the whole of Europe and beyond

A land in the middle of nowhere
But now set centre stage
Watch it prosper as history turns a page
This great country that Britain gave away
Will now take steps to secure its own pay day

The prison bars of history bent forever
No, I think you'll agree, the Brits are not really so clever.

In the words of Don Bradman, the Aussie cricketer would say, play it tough all the way, grind them into the dust,
To many this may now seem quite just.
Whilst poor old UK, has started to sway,
The jailer's penance if you must, balance you could say