Float Downstream [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Singing happily, 'The Lord above is throwing
goodness at you, but with a little bit of luck a
man can duck, ' - and with these lines human
history is summarised; since the day we are
born we're taught to buck currents of good-
ness flowing downstream, we're given a pair

Of paddles and a canoe and told to row up-
current immediately evading the goodness
the universe throws at us, we're taught to be
suspicious, trust no-one and, by implication,
never be trustworthy ourselves; we're taught
original thought is dangerous - and the

Human mind a devious sub-consciousness,
a confused mess of deep Freudian longing
that would destroy civilisation if we ever let
the genie out of the bottle; so we spend our
lives fighting ourselves, if only it were easy
as in days of yore when people habitually

Fought each other - at least we could see
our enemies - & with calm self-assurance
take aim; now fighting our own inner being
and rowing upstream against our logic and
feelings of passion means we've no link to
our own inner knowing; it's much better to

Join spiritualists saying the universe is a
matrix of loving energy - and we humans
manifest this in our instincts - we can trust
our feelings, stop paddling, let an intelligent
stream turn our canoe in the right direction -
flow with the unending stream of love & self-

Confidence; a flow of delight & expectation,
the dream of creation - to fantasise the new
world of self-esteem and trust into existence
as this is how the status quo was fashioned:
now it's our turn - we the living - to recreate

Civilisation as spiritual intelligence and self-
trust which doesn't need the ever-increasing
prisons and institutions to house those who
find present manacles so unbearable - they
lose their mind and feelings; if only we were
taught to relax and float downstream

Right from the day we are born…