Orca channelled through from the ocean

Yes I am an Orca

the ocean, is where

I live and play and fly away

happiness and despair

are how I feel about life

for this is where I be

I was born and raised

to be an orca in the sea

of course this is my habitat

I  know this world

and I

feel it in my  body

all around is why

I love the pod  I live with

we know each other well

and being taken from them

it really is just Hell

the ocean has its currents

and other fish in shoals

the sand ,the rocks

the corals

and of course I have my roles

I defend the pod

and I feel so much

of what goes on

here

I

love my life and the ocean

this is the reason why

I am here

the greater god lets say

created us

and I

am  part of it all

and I ply

this whole great ocean

with all its faults

for me its where I rule

the roost its what I know

Its how I feel

for the long haul

this is really what I am

and if someone comes to capture me

really Uncle Sam

has got to bloody realise

I won’t go there I must

stay here in the ocean

thats where I’ve got things

sussed

so Sea world and its many boats

its bombs its planes its stuff

they came along all those years ago

frankly I have had enough

I am upset with those bastards

for what they went and did

split us up and killed some of us

they lifted our lid

my mind was really racing

some of my friends they killed

they took them and filled them up with bricks

their precious blood they spilled

Yes I am orca yes I have a brain

Yes I have a memory

and I am not insane

yes I ‘m bloody angry

and its festered in my soul

but I am advanced being

and I   am in control

I am angry

and I’m very sad

to have been hauled from the sea

and shipped off to this

concrete world

of complete adversity

its not my home

its not my place

it has not depth of soul

there’s other orca’s not in my pod

and we  have to share that hole

we don’t speak the same language

we are Orca’s it is true

but we are captured orca’s

and we don’t  know what to do

the ocean is now far away

its this tank surrounded by

loads of seats where screaming crowds

come and watch us fly

watch us do these silly tricks

we have such brains and we

can feel them we can know them

we can be them

but our plea

they do not hear

they do now want to know about

for they

are a senseless lot of humans

and they make us pay

heavily

we are prisoners

we are captive

we are lost

having to work for our measly meals

our lives have really cost

so much and its not fair to be

lost in this fucking soup

we are Orca’s ,killer whales

not a circus troop

we have massive feelings

we can sense so much

and we have to work for  these morons

all so bloody out of touch