Human Relations
All the hot air in parliament inflates
Small boats wallowing over the Channel
Into problems, fetching those who might steal
Low paid jobs from Saint George and his mates,
Foreign fathers and mothers recklessly
Risking drowning their children to evade
Regulations. So, a stand must be made
To staunch this dire influx, especially
If there are votes to be quite cheaply won
By cultivating old prejudices,
Any visceral view that dismisses
Common humanity, once reason’s gone.
Should heated rhetoric be deflated,
Revelation! We are all related.
D. A.