For talks to break the deadlock
Yet while she's on the Brussels train
The Brexit clock goes tick tock.
The WASPI women wait in vain
For pensions they can't unlock
Their money's gone for other's gain
In bungs, the nation's in hock.
Was the money spent in vain?
Can we from Europe unlock?
'A special place in hell' the gain
For Brexiteers in the dock.
Will it be worth the nation's pain
To stand alone on these rocks?
You can't yet know if you were sane
When you ticked 'leave' in a box.
When March winds cede to April rain
Will all the world Great Britain mock?
Or will she travel yet again
Her head against a wall to knock?
© Lesley Webb
Lesley is a member of the Gillingham (Dorset) Writing Group, she writes poetry and fiction
and has had a Pocket Novel and a short story published recently.
and has had a Pocket Novel and a short story published recently.
