Spring 2015
the folks at Water Aid were stunned to find
a hundred-million credit on the books. And the day just after
Médicins sans Frontières were sans souci.
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It’s no good. This story’s going nowhere.
Time-traveller Hood takes trillions off the rich
and gets away with it? OK, last ditch:
take out the silliest bits. He hasn’t whizzed
across the centuries from medieval Sherwood.
He’s just a guy who has a fantasy
that poverty’s unnatural, an out-of touch
idealist, a neo-lefty fundamentalist
who dreams of taking money from the rich
and spending it on medicines and schools
and water that won’t kill you. He’s unhinged.
Let’s suppose he has some mates
who help him hack. They’re very good.
They even make some dosh and hand it out.
Then they’re arrested. More credible,
but pointless. As pointless as reality:
A fraction of the treasure-island wealth
would end world poverty. It won’t happen.
We’ll see time-travel sooner.
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