It is ironic that one who represents a republic should wish to champion the cause of distant, unelected philosopher kings.
The day after the birthday of our Queen,
You marked by wishing sovereignty was dead,
Inferring nation states and what has been,
Were relics of no worth, and that, instead
We should aspire to something better, new.
Democracy is dead, long live elites,
Who govern from afar and seem to view
Their fellow men as rats who plague the streets
And must be dealt with harshly and en masse.
For ideology must always trump
Reality, and so the ruling class
Must subjugate. The propaganda pump
Works on, nonstop, and pours out endless lies,
And issues threats and hints at cutting ties.