Am Mittwoch den 29. März, hat Großbritanniens Premierministerin Theresa May das Brexit- Gesuch bei der EU eingereicht und so Artikel 50 getriggert. Die Briten haben im Juni 2016 mit 52 Prozent für den Austritt aus der Europäischen Union gestimmt. Neun Monate später wird damit der erste Schritt des Brexits vollzogen. Dass ein Staat die EU verlässt, hat es bisher noch nicht gegeben. An dieser Stelle daher mein Gedicht „Brexit – The Sequel“.
On Wednesday, 30 March, British PM Theresa May will trigger Article 50 – The first step of the Brexit. Austrian MEP Eugen Freund answers with another poem.
BREXIT – The Sequel
There is no doubt, it will begin
The UK – EU bargenin`
So now, in two years, be it three
Great Britain finally will free
itself from eating mussels
in (what’s it called?) Sure – here in Brussels.
David has left, for him came May
And what, for gods sake, did she say:
Here I present my Friend, the Boris
We say: O tempora o mores
He’s the one who changed his mind
on Brexit like no other kind.
Of course, there were so many liars
They handed out a million fliers
stored thousands more in a garage
whose owner was Nigel Farage.
He tricked them all – exaggerated,
the airwaves were all saturated
with news that were, well, really fake
although there was so much at stake!
The worst lie was – it did not matter
That health service will get much better
Come Brexit and we`ll save much money
Free for us all: both milk and honey!
Nigel had won, Europe had lost
It will us dearly, dearly cost:
Instead of ending on a dump
Farage shook hands with Donald Trump,
“We put on a fantastic show
of falsehoods, learning on the go.“
„Like me“ the Donald thought and smiled
(he has the USA defiled)
“What can I learn from you, my friend
how can we, let`s say, NATO end
and don`t forget, we should be looting
more servers – I`ll call Putin!”
Farage looked up: this room is bugged.
Trump told him so – and still they hugged.
Meanwhile in Europe, since that day
The Union is in disarray
It took them decades to combine
the member states – it looked just fine
Now they will break up U-K treaties
like pieces in a box of Wheaties.
And what with all the Czechs and Poles
who work in Britain, sleep in holes.
Will they forever have to go
quite fast or relatively slow?
And where will all the pensioners live
Will France or Spain a house them give?
And what with Vauxhall and with Ford?
So many issues, oh my Lord!
In two years we will know much more
it should be clear what`s in the store
with great regret we`ll say to you
Good bye – your European zoo.