Marooned Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

...and in the final analyst,
Whoever is assigned to helm this moored
And marooned ship...
Needs to be very familiar with the crane operator.
No need to inquire about resumés, experience...
Qualifications or examine the color of the person.
Afterall,
THAT nonsense got us here in the first place.
Make eye contact.
Establish some kind of relationship...
That is genuine.
And IF we can get this 'thing' off the rocks,
And back sailing again...
That will be a miracle!
Hopefully...
After all of this bickering and tit-for-tat BS,
Something has been learned!
And learning from this crisis is highly recommended.
We'll have time for that...
Since it has been announced earlier the crane operators
Are having their own investigations being conducted.
That might take months...even years to complete.
That will give us all enough time to practice being cordial.
And tell those women to remove those furs.
No bowties or silk scarfs for the men.
We will not be celebrating the return.
We are going to be moving forward!
Basic presentations will be the norm from this day forward!
Now go crack those coconuts so we'll have 'something' to eat!