a new kind of evil

bobbing up and down

our dolphin friends

are so aware

the japanese those fishermen

of course they do not care

they are like a bunch of fleas

wanting only blood

they have no care for sentients

drowning in the flood

sadistic maniacal lowlife

faceless sods

whose only thought is murder

via their pithing rods

our friends have their own language

they communicate at speed

each knows what the other feels

with their sonar they can feed

into our emotions

but as for the japanese

they are blunt and useless

as the activist agrees

pitching into battle with them

is  crude and rough

they don’t have the frame of mind

all they are is tough

they have no emotion

they are like dead wood

hard as nails and when all else fails

just no bloody good

you cannot reason with them

they just walk away

carrying their knives

and pithing rods

and all they say

is we are sentient we are people

you leave us alone

go back to where you came from

you just go back home

kill your pigs and kill your cows

and kill your chickens too

over fish your oceans

as you lot tend to do

because we eat the dolphin

because we eat the whale

you all get on your high horse

and describe us as pale

but we know more about them

than you will ever know

they are deeply moved to think

that in us we can show

the dolphin character at large

show off what they do

inventive and subjective

and very creative too

what we eat is what we are

thats the focus here

just shows how their mentality

is shot away with fear

they have totally lost it

the plot was never there

all they know is killing

and drawing back despair

the dolphins are their victims

tortured for their power

cruelty is paramount

it kind of helps them plough

through the seas of life it seems

into that world where we

know not what is happening

and remain an absentee