Brexit Clods, MAGA Clods
The stupid, who have seizedThe reigns of power from the smart,
Are sneering at the status quo
They aim to tear apart.
“We do not care for others.
We'll look after only us,
We never will negotiate.
There's nothing to discuss,”
And, wielding heavy hammers
Against all that they deplore,
They try to wrench the world
Back a century before,
Before thick skulls and ignorance,
Combined, set them apart
From those who had embarrassed them:
Their enemies, the smart.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2020-02-01 at 13:19
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