Poem -

broken britain

   BROKEN BRITAIN

what's happened to our country

this once proud noble realm 

now a ship without a rudder

with strasbourg at the helm

manners respect and courtesy

all  cast overboard

leaving anger malice and envy

and national discord

before these stormy waters

 plain sailing was the way

fond memories of a happy ship

anchored safely in the bay

 economics may be a factor

the cost of living isn't a breeze

debt hanging ominously above us

a fiscal sword of damocles

disenchanted children

squandering youth on  video games

the great outdoors no longer calls

obsessed  with celebrity and fame

amid the corridors of power

faceless suits not held to account

looking on as society corrodes

problems difficult to surmount

complex rules and regulations

health and safety there's no escape

innovations to improve our plight

strangled by bureaucracy and red tape

do calmer seas lie ahead

are we again to become so mighty                       

praying for safe passage home

for the resurrection of  old blighty                              

historians scouring the annals of time

will bring good news to the masses

Great Britain will one day rise again

like a phoenix from the ashes

not before some blood is shed

will times become less manic

endeavour toil and sweat come first

maybe then we can raise the titanic

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