Post Brexit

Hex it or Brexit,
Now it’s late to fix it
My God what have I done?
I slipped my polling card by mistake
And voted Brexit,
And here I am now at the crossroads
I messed it
Is it possible to reverse and right the wrong
And fix it?
Or it’s late for me after my lexit?
I jumped in the air with the hope to land safely
But here I am still floating in the sky
And I still do not know when, where and how I’ll land
I messed it.
It serves me now to suffer and grief 
And accept my fate and destiny,   
After I minced it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Gupta Avatar
June 26, 2016 at 12:10 AM
A very good write ... interesting blend of humour and truth ...
Derradji Avatar
June 26, 2016 at 4:13 AM
Thanks Probir for your thought and view Greetings from the UK Abder!
Allison Avatar
June 25, 2016 at 8:18 PM
None of us know the true implications of what the exit from Brexit will have on us Adber - a worrying time for us all:-( We had no vote here on the Isle of Man just have to live with the consequences:-) hugs Jan xx
Derradji Avatar
June 26, 2016 at 4:12 AM
Yes JAN and it is not only you over there but throughout continental Europe now, the contagion is on its way, the scots, the Irish probably the Welsh to start with then wait and see, it is terribly unsafe right now; and the impact will be felt worldwide soon! HUGS xx Abder!
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