The Last Party (For Greta)
It’s the last party on the Titanic
And nobody’s at the wheel.
The iceberg has come into sight,
We’ll soon hear the crunch of steel.
Let’s order another bottle of champers
And pretend that it’s all God’s will.
‘Shouldn’t someone be keeping watch?’
I heard a young kid shout.
‘It’s looking pretty murky.
There’s a lot of ice about?’
‘Don’t worry your young head,’
The gambler replied.
‘Leave it to the Captain.
Let them that know decide.’
‘But isn’t that an iceberg,
Looming in the dark?
Surely we should steer away,
Lest it leaves its mark?’
How everybody laughed
At the silly little girl.
And carried on a-gambling
Within the social whirl.
There was surprise and chaos
When the iceberg hit.
Nobody could have seen it coming?
Was the grand verdict.
There weren’t enough lifeboats
But the wealthy took their place.
They knew they would survive
The gathering disgrace.
Opher – 31.10.2020
I wrote this one for Greta Thunberg.
It seems obvious that there is a major catastrophe or two looming – not only global warming but the annihilation of species and pandemics.
We can still alter course and change our ways. There is time. But the calamity it looming.
It takes a child to point out the catastrophe that lies ahead.
There’s still nobody at the wheel.