Borders Aren't Real

A border is a risky line,

Drawn on a map in pencil fine;

On either side there hangs a sign:

That side is yours, this side in mine.

   We fought a war, we made a deal.

   What were we thinking? Borders aren’t real.

A border’s just a make-believe margin,

A reminder to folk that they can’t just barge in

With guns ablaze and soldiers a-chargin’,

(Nobody’s country needs enlargin’).

   We fought a war, we made a deal.

   What were we thinking? Borders aren’t real.

A border’s no more than a mark on a map,

But time and again we fall in the trap

Of bating our neighbour until he goes snap!

Then fighting breaks out and we’re all in the crap.

   You don’t need a war to strike up a deal,

   Just think for a second: borders aren’t real.