We stand in line
with tears in our eyes
megaphones blazing
gas horns surprise
waking the dead
that’s what its about
the Dolphin’s in Taiji
too, I don’t doubt
if we shout loud enough
maybe, they will hear
and keep well away
when the small boats appear
with their vile poles and hammers
breaking the calm
sending them bonkers
and straight into harm
these insensitive goons
what would they know
brain dead already
their souls running low
their hearts really toxic
acidic as hell
murdering blackguards
fight through the swell
they have no humility
nothing at all
they couldn’t be humble
already they fall
into the darkness
hopelessly so
they couldn’t care less
they don’t want to know
its all about money
and the bottom line
there isn’t a prophet amongst them
no sign
of life and reality
insolent sods
who don’t have a culture
and have forgotten their gods
but the gods are aware
of them
and what they do
their shamelessness
and disrespect
and are through
with the killing the maiming
the destruction they see
and if it doesn’t stop soon
where they will be
Is facing more mayhem
suffering too
storms and tsunami’s will rage
all day through
this evil must stop
the dolphin tribe say
they are beside themselves more
everyday
the butchers of Taiji
the slaughtering hounds
banging their pipes
and doing their rounds
their darkest antipathy
and detestation
the bad blood and bitterness
for the dolphin nation
we sob on the lines
outside the embassy
blood in the water
and the infamy
of course we get angry
the Japanese do
torture the babies
its pithing they do
stick their sharp rods
in the back of their spine
watch them shudder and shake
for that is the sign
that agony hits them
numbs them they cry
and bleed out together
just where they lie
under the tarp’s
the threats to us all
the evil the callousness
it does appal
its grim and forbidding
ugly and black
we watch how they grimace
all of this flack
disturbs us to see them
spilling their all
harrowed and bleeding
and trying to call
to each other
the death throes
shocking to hear
the fishermen deafened
really that’s clear
murdering savages
that’s all they are
ready to slice open
and just to scar
The butchers of Taiji
blood thirsty gits
ill wishing
spiteful
a bunch of shits
hostile and vengeful
ruthless they be
posing a threat to all
in the sea
Peter wrote his song
a ballad so clear
it rings out at night
the pangs we can hear
the dolphins are heavy
with sinew and brain
being slaughtered and tortured
again and again
we must stand in line
all hold hands and now say
enough is enough
this is the day
Japan has to listen
Japan has to see
and all of those working
in the embassy
you seem to lack conscience
your knavery shows
its all now skulduggery
and certain prose
but we are the warriors
we have come here
to make you see sense
and help to bring cheer
to the Dolphins the families
the children who die
those being captured
yes we know why
to sell to the Seaworld’s
and aqua parks who
torture the dolphins a bit like you do
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