Au Revoir England
There is the fear. There is the stress.
Life now out of kilter, life before this mess.
Where do we stand, how do we call?
In a different land than ‘‘twas afore.
There is the menace of the right fires burning. The horizon dims as the world keeps turning.
The England I knew of my life before, it’s not that England anymore.
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