Lately I've become jaded. I feel cursed!
I'm so tired of political life.
Since Brexit, it's gotten much worse.
O these bigots get their kicks out of strife
And division. Although they're on a mission,
They don't possess one ounce of true vision.
I'd like to move to another country.
Preferably one that values poetry.
England has far too many philistines
For my liking. I'll go out of my mind
If I stay any longer. Flashing signs
Are warning me to leave it all behind!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem