What Have We Become?

What have we become?
Revolutionaries without a cause,
A voice box with no voice,
Willingly accepting every enforced pause,
An army with no allegiance,
A nation with no leader,
A country with no direction,
Welcoming all who are poor,
Parasites on those around us,
Advocating things not crucial,
Claiming reverence for traditions dead and gone,
When the truth is we’re all just superficial,
A land with no king,
Filled with people who are fake,
We constantly take one step forward and two back,
We attempt progress for progress’s sake,
We hide behind Catholic doctrine,
Claiming it brings us salvation,
Everyone refuses to admit
That this is an act of desperation,
Our laws contradict one another,
Yet we obey them as if they’re gospel,
This is an act of ignoring the truth,
That our country is just a giant hostel,
We once fought with good reason,
Now we fight blindfolded,
Keeping the peace in places with no connection,
Ignoring everything previously unfolded,
This enforced blindness will ruin us all,
It will take away what we won before,
We will become small pawns in a giant game,
Before being obliterated by a thoughtless war…

We can stop ourselves from being blown apart…
We can make sure we don’t disintegrate into nothing…
But first we must realise where the true fight lies…
And stop firing blindly at the help that’s coming…

(this is one of my first attempts at writing a poem about a current issue - and I think it remains one of only a few such attempts, which isn't a surprise when looking at this attempt at covering the Lisbon Treaty).