Brexit Sonnet No. 58 – ‘A Deceitful Collection of Acts’

What’s to be done, when all looks to be going awry?
What’s to be done when your picture is blurred and deformed?
What’s to be done when your headlines are making you cry?
What’s to done when your rivals are better informed?
Why ‘tis simple, pull the strings that you own or can bid,
To tell lies or be silent on the questions that vex or divide.
Invent some crisis on which you can appear to be big,
And thus ensure that you and your like can survive.
Repeat and repeat ‘till you’re blue in the face and the gills,
Develop the tissue to envelop a convenient truth.
Control and select, defame and reject all that drills
To the truth of the scam, and the abuse and ill-use of the booth.
This death of the truth, this winnowing waste of the facts
Is Brexit’s bequest ; a deceitful collection of acts.

©Keith Murphy