Thursday, 9 May 2019

Our Ship

In olden days, the great explorers' way
Was to bring back, for general display,
Bones and false gods, and relics of that kind
To edify and civilise the mind.

Thus edified, our wealth creators come
To rescue and refine petroleum;
Some people indolently flee the fuss,
And so the bones now bring themselves to us.

It was a death-scene; now it's Art, and so
The civilised can drive along and go
And view this vessel of barbaric vice,
This relic of an awful sacrifice.

© Philip Challinor


Boat in which hundreds of migrants died displayed at Venice Biennale

Philip Challinor - [Blog: The Curmudgeon[Philip's Store, Lulu Publishing]  

Philip Challinor posts fiction, satire and assorted grumbles at his blog, The Curmudgeon.