Brave New Year (Poetry)

What is there left to hope for
what now lies ahead
when no one has the answers
and any certainty’s long-dead?

They’ve stripped away our future
and scuppered all our plans
what happens next is guesswork
and out of honest hands

What cause for celebration
when everything’s unclear
what purpose or direction
and who’s up front to steer?

They keep their true agenda
securely under wraps
they’re good at cloak and dagger
those suited city chaps

So welcome to the party
and what remains of Christmas cheer
there’s no credit on the meter
go light a candle — grab a beer

Let us drink to something better
drown the gloom and lay the ghost
all that doom’s way too depressing
so join the ‘Happy New Year’ toast