Brexiters and Trumpsters,

what do we bequeath to posterity?

How do we pay the bill

of our existence?

What glory will belie our clumsy efforts?

When,

in the serenity of a calm moment,

will we choose an integrity of soul

that can withstand

the calamities of the present?

When in the effervescence

of that present

will “I” realize “we” and “them”

– must be one –

in our sacred now?