The Captain-less Raft: a poem

By Liz Darcy Jones

‘Who are your leaders?’ curious shouts
‘We don’t have leaders, so every one counts’
‘But when you cock up, who is to blame?’

‘We are all human, we don’t play the game
of naming, wronging or indulging in shame –

nor do we promise position or fame.

This means we build a raft which is flat

we dismantle hierarchy, slim the fat cat

(that 1% creaming the best out of greed):

we’re creating a platform to meet our earth’s need

Our power is love which honours the world –
so whether you’re blond, or have hair tightly curled

or feathers, or fur, or are frail and bald –
come and join in, whatever you’re called!
this is fierce love and this our power

an unstoppable force at hand ever hour…

but creating it can’t just rely on a few

because at its heart it IS me and you.’

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