A ship without a compass

I once saw a ship at sea that sailed funny
And the people on it said strange things too
    We need no compass to sail, they said
    We don't need to know North from South
    Our ship sails so fast, it is so good
    That we will somehow figure it out
Saying so, they merrily sailed along
The toiling crew with a privileged few

But who am I to laugh at them

For I am on one such ship too

    A pretty one, it is shiny and new

    I've heard it is called "Economic Progress"

    It is hurtling at top speed towards God-knows-where

    And the crew is too busy to find its moral compass

A reluctant passenger, I silently sit and pray

That we are not hurtling towards our very doom

August 14th, 2021

Inspired by the book "Small is beautiful" by E. F. Schumacher