Socialist Sonnet No. 100

Drawing a Line

 

Draw a line all along the Irish Sea:

On one side the waves are Irish, of course,

Or maybe European, where the source

Of trade remains nominally free.

The other side is where Britannia rules

The waves that lap on her sovereign shore,

Even though sausages in Belfast cost more

Than Westminster’s, where the parliament of fools

Exercises its independence

By braying at each other like asses,

While another act of nonsense passes

In stark contradiction to common sense,

That might well dispense with such disorders,

By choosing to abolish all borders.

 

D. A.