Brexit Sonnet No. 23 – ‘So tell me Loving Parents’

So tell me loving parents, please do share,
What at the close of tens held you fixed?
Tell me what you did at Brexit’s lair
As no more we, with Europe’s people mixed.
Did you vote against or not at all,
Did you stay silent, scared to speak truth out?
Did you stand and watch our slowmo fall
As cold inertia stifled freedom’s shout.
O to be older and thus with Brexit fought!
I would have shouted loud and long of harm
And grief, that parting to us later brought,
But now’s too late for righteous raging balm.
So loving parents, how did you resist,
That strickened bleakest future I’ve just kissed?

©Keith Murphy