Here's To The Old Days (Poetry)

So here’s to the old days
those warm hazy gold days
we talk about fondly
now seen as ideal
since we’re stuck with on-hold days
these long bitter cold days
telling ever-more strongly
the present’s unreal

The old days gleam brightly
we dream of them nightly
wish we could go back
and relive them once more
new laws stated tritely
endured or politely
ignored for their lack
of good sense can’t restore

any faith we will see again
hopeful times free again
while the future’s so daunting
so little brings cheer
and some freak’s on TV again
so switch off and make tea again
those old days come haunting
their spirit draws near ...

We should seek restoration
of our once-mighty nation
wind back the clock
take a leaf from the past
demand resignation
our one chance of salvation
a few heads on the block
and fine weather forecast