Our politicians walk on sinking sands

The politicians walk on sinking sands
Like cockle pickers did in  Morecambe Bay
Humans need to live on  dryer land

Endangered  people  do not understand;
Wonder not if they should seek delay.
Our politicians walk on sinking sands.

The curtain of reality descends
Our rulers  get much shorter as they bray
Humans need to love the safer lands

Who in truth can full  Brexit defend?
Only heads and necks stick up and pray
As politicians  fall through sinking sands

Even as they go they  feel they’re grand
Swallowed up by moisture ,talking trade
Humans need to live on   steady land

Who is May and of what is she made?
Where her  rise and fall and who has paid?
The politicians walk on sinking sands
Human beings live best on  dry land