Unstable weather suits unstable times.
The mood of the electorat e unwinds
People stagger like the risen dead.
Are we all teborn,has noone said?
Boris threw some parties. How do you do?
Just keep telling lies until you’re through
Even rain and wind attack our minds.
Is it not the summer,are we blind?
Everything is shifting changing shape.
Are these the doors of hell, the devil’s lame
Can we withstand dictators, can we hold?
The slouching beast from Bethlehem grows bold.
Which way shall we move, what shall we think?
Consternation rises as we blink
How my heart sings 