Adrift at sea

In a leaky life boat.

Alone.

Does this sound familiar?

Can’t imagine why.
There are loads of us floating out here.

We even bump into 

Each

Other

From time to time

Often actually.

In fact the seas

Are

Littered with us.

Oceans lousy

With capsized castaways.
Sometimes

When the water is calm

We sing together

But

As time passes

That intimacy is less.
Check your rations.

Try to do what’s right 

Not

What’s popular

You may live longer

Or shorter

But

You’ll die happier. 
Singing in the round

Made you happy as a child

Now everyone wants a solo. 

Where’s the fun in that?
Some of us are stronger swimmers,

Some of us have athletic faith. 

But

When adrift at sea 

You may be surprised 

At who survives.