We are afloat
Upon a sea of your indifference
Our weary heads barely bobbing above the waters.
Soon we shall succumb to the reality of your disinterest
And vanish beneath the waves
Where even there we will be no more invisible to you
Than we are now.
Oh fellow traveller on life's journey
Why do you banish us from your shores?
Why do you fear our tread upon the path we each share?
Ours is not to take your treasures from you
To pillage the bountiful stock of your reserves
Ours is only to harvest the succour and sanctuary of human kind
To watch our children grow without the haunting presence
Of hopelessness in their eyes.
Have you a care?
In this universe, do we not each cling on to the precarious raft of life
With tired fingers?
Were your grip to loosen, would you not seek the refuge of a firmer hand?
I would be that hand for you should you so need it
Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard