Brexit Sonnet No. 135 – ‘This Centre Land’
 

Come fill this aching gap, this monstrous void,
This space where dormant lay our seeds of hope.
Come see this stagnant status quo destroyed,
This gulf must fill with common sense, well spoke.
Come more, to lay your hands upon the pump,
This unexpected sinkhole must be filled.
Come, this mendacious masquerade now dump,
This Brexit drop and brighter future build.
Come independent thinkers, shake your fist,
This holding back, this lying low must cease.
Come, let not this fateful chance be missed,
This number in the centre - please increase.
Sit not there, but where you’d like to be.
This centre land must grow and set us free. 

© Keith Murphy