Its all happening again

Here we go again

weeks and weeks of pain

the commercial hunting slaughter

of the babies near the water

they leave the ice

with blood red trails

of gore and skin and body parts

these vile insults of man un kind

clearly they have lost their hearts

to greed and lust and deep disgust

all of them have sunk into

a rabid pot of ghastly spew

these dark desperate men of woe

kill infants

on the virgin flow

and Canada is the big boss here

she is the coward that all now fear

Can you imagine how sick they are

these are babies

how we scar

humanity for creation knows

and wonders  too I do suppose

there is no reason

for we all know

The natural mother

goes to show

spreads the wealth

and shares it all

those who grab

what she produces

best go back to school

The Seal has got its place

for they

should not be killed

by us this way

skulls split down

and torn apart

and hooked along

how did this start

How do they sleep

how do they feel

those great big eyes

that do reveal

such innocence

such purity

virginal

and maidenly

apparently

no guilt is shared

the criminality

whose scared

transgression on

a massive scale

malpractice

its a sorry tale

unforgivable

we know how they

dispatch these angels

every day

its happening now

yes one by one

the great offensive is being done

its wickedness

and degeneration

and it covers the whole nation

knavish sinners they’ve become

debauched they’ve lapsed

out of the sun

where their conscience

their roguery

racketeering

disgracefully

shameless suckers

they’ve become

corruptible

and really numb

to all the pain

and all the woe

the improbity

that’s so on show

the disesteem

that the people feel

and what these killings

now reveal

utter scorn

and hatred for

the irreverence

the blood and gore

the humiliation

of a race

the seals

my god they have a case

they are the voiceless

but they were born

where they were put

the breaking dawn

is we create a battleground

and in what is their sea

they drowned

the unthankfulness

of human kind

the ingratitude

that makes us blind

we should be celebrating

they are  here

instead of that we create fear

we are pitiless and remorseless, we

kill their babies

unsqueamishly

callous we are

with hearts of stone

we murder the babies

and watch them groan

we are the foul mouthed

sunken sods

who talk about our varied gods

we are the throw backs

we are the fools

we are the numb skulls

breaking the rules

we may protest

for we know whats best

but Canada puts us to the test

she is abusive to all we say

carries on killing

that’s her way

with the worst intentions

makes us pay

vindictive a hard bitten

murderous way

and that she emits

from her  sullen throat

resentful and piqued

at what I’ve wrote