TAIJI tonight

The cris cross of floats
And the very last night
In the infamous cove of death
And The moon light
Imagine these wise souls
Emotionally
Know what tomorrow brings
The tragedy

Protectors are everywhere
They know they are wild
A complete family tree
Is being defiled
By these vile profit mongers
And murdering scum
Who will sort them tomorrow
For That’s how it’s done

Mothers and fathers
Sisters and sons
Uncles and Aunties
We shall see some runs
Some suicidal head for the rocks
Others will die
From a series of knocks

Pithed with the steel rods
Thrust into the spine
and capped
Off
avoiding the blood loss
A sign
Of the terrible torture and slaughter
That’s right
Under the tarps
And away from the light

If the cameras saw what they do
How they scream
How they suffer the torture
Like children
That dream

Tossed into the maelstrom
Then hacked to death
These murdering scum
Are sharing their breath

Sharing the life force
These embittered men
Driving wild dolphins
Into a sea pen

They are wild they are Free
They do not belong
To Japan who are larcenists
Of course they are wrong

Murdering families
And selecting some
To be sold off to Aqua parks
It leaves me numb

Why don’t they leap over
These floats
Why don’t they all leap into the boats

Why don’t they swim like the clappers a
Way
It’s because they are caring and are mAde to pay

TAIJI is a port of some three thousands souls
And aBout 30 fisherman I call them trolls
They are more ignorant then their victims are
Much more intelligent yes that they are
The carnage that goes on is a wretched afFair
And someone should stop it for to Be aware
And just turn Way is the vilest of things
And what we see today is the evil it brings

TAIJI tonight
Peace before the war
We all know it’s coming
But really what for
Killing these families
All toxic as hell
With Mercury rising
It’s harder to sell

No matter tell lies
That what they do
Label them whales
Yes be untrue
most Japanese do not eat dolphin meat
It stinks very badly
And isn’t the treat

That most people want
Sitting down for a meal
But these TAIJI fisherman
They are for real
The scum of the earth
That who they be
Murdering innocents
Wild from the sea

They feel and their science
Of echolocation
Gives them a sense
Of what is true creation