Message in a Bottle
Too many years we’ve spent waving the Jolly Roger.
Crossbones on black cloth, searching for the loot.
The time has come for change
and to hoist another flag with the word “liberty.”
All aboard, and away we go!
The wind fills my sails,
and the coast recedes into the distance.
My bow cuts through the water,
straight to Madagascar.
“No longer slaves nor masters,”
this is the motto, my companions.
We no longer want the humiliated
or the exploited in our midst.
We will create Libertalia,
And we will live and die there
with neither shackles nor chains.
There will be order without power.
To those who say, “you are dreaming,”
I respond that Utopia is
the one and only place
that makes us feel alive.
Acrylic paint, Lurex, Rayon, Glass, Metal, Plastic