Tomorrow those who went abroad for work come back with new languages.
The worst of the expats left and only return for boozy holidays.
Tomorrow the politicians’ wings are clipped.
No more taking-the-piss style expenses thanks to “transparency”.
Tomorrow the land they could not spoil,
No longer profitable to bung a million to the mayor,
Untouched cliffs and seascapes populated by gulls.
Tomorrow Nature reclaiming its own.
Tomorrow builders learning new skills
Restoring decayed palaces instead of desecrating the land.
Spain believing in its greatness once again
Amongst vistas that are not destroyed by greed.
Like this article? Share, save or print using the icons below:
Post your comment
More Text
- The Sacred And The Secular In Contemporary Art
- Siege
- Regulating Markets In An Economy Without Angels
- Birth Mother
- Europe and the Nation State: Thoughts on Ortega y Gasset
- Seven New Poems
- Rediscovering Our Moral Purpose
- Our Strength And Stay
- Three Poems By Heinrich Heine
- Two Poems From Spain
- Why Only Countries Willing To Take Risks Will Survive And Prosper
- From The Berlin Wall To Brexit: Why Politics Needs A Free Press
- Saying Yes To Sara
- The Viagra Triangle
- Two Languages And The Chasm Between Them
- Western Civilisation In Crisis
- The Man On Whom Everything Was Lost
- The Long Shadow Of Malthus
- Beyond Obama: Advice To The Next President
- Salerno Diary
Popular Standpoint topics
- Islam and the French Republic
- Why On Earth Should Anyone Study Philosophy?
- The Dying Days Of Zuma's South Africa
- His Master's Voice: Scruton On Wagner
- Why The Most Civilised Of Men Felt Like A Fraud
- Political Misconduct
- Cicero's Analysis Of Decline Offers Lessons For The West
- Trump's Appeal Is More Roosevelt Than Reagan