Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Deck chairs

Deck chairs.

With years of experience
The waiter moved the chairs
Here and there upon the decks
All the better to observe the ice
That gleamed and glistened
Under the starry April sky
Of nineteen twelve. 

First class seats for first class folk
To view the ice and stars,
No space alas for deadbeats. 
Champagne glasses sparkled
As the conversation wandered
To the weather in New York

A century later and still no wiser
Still busy moving the chairs
For the first class fares. 
As for climate change -
Who gives a care?
Why should we learn to panic
As the orchestra plays
On the decks of the new Titanic? 

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