New poem by ThisCantBeHappening! resident poet Gary Lindorff: 'We are not all in the same boat'

If the 5% disappeared

And the 95% became the 100%

There would be a tomorrow.

We could buy maybe another hundred years

To get our shit together.

There would be an ease of panic.

The doomsday clock would back off

A few minutes from midnight.

Everyone in the world would have enough.

It’s possible. See,

We aren’t all equal.

We’re not all the same.

We’re not all in the same boat.

Some are in a sinking raft

Trying to get to a safe landfall.

Some are in a sturdy lifeboat

With cover and adequate rations.

And some are in a yacht

Partying their brains out.

(I didn’t even know how to spell yacht.)

Guilt is a funny thing.

If you’re guilty

Guilt becomes your yoke

And people who are looking for workers

To service their estates,

Clean up after their mess,

Feed them,

Educate their children,

Groom their dogs,

Don’t have to look far for help...

For the rest of this new poem by TCBH! resident poet GARY LINDORFF, please go to:

www.thiscantbehappening.net/node/3120