The little Risso

Yesterday in Taiji
One of the Dolphins cried
Fought his way under the floats
But of course yea was denied
Any hope of being saved
In front of Ric O barry
Who wanted to leap into the water
And somehow try to carry
The little fellow backwards to the ocean
Of his dreams
Thrashing in a weeping wailing
Oration that redeems
Every ounce of hope
He had
But mercilessly he
Was dispatched before
The whole worlds eyes
To the bottom of the sea

Anyone with a heart cell
Could pick up on this call
Thrown towards the feet of man
The outburst of the fool
Who cam to excite our senses
Who was there to light our way
But was slaughtered in the evil
That is the taiji bay
The marble in their chest
Inscrutable and blank
Impenetrable and impervious
As the little fellow sank

Gobbing out its final prayers
Sucking in the air
Screaming of its innocence
Just hoping to share
The hope someone could rescue him
But not the Japanese
They are a godless bunch of rogues
Already on their knees

One of them a frogman
Dispatched to the poor soul
Thrashing in the watery depths
A few feet below
The knife goes in the baby cries
What else can he do
The suffering of humanity
Clearly hanging true

The limits Taiji goes to
Is beyond the thought of man
There is nothing kind about this lot
And who could be a fan
Not I not you purely
Torturers of the soul
An insentience and stupor
Thats what does control
The indifference of each moment
And there is no relief
Just misery and wretchedness
The gravity of belief

Again I say to Broome
Australia aligns itself to this
This evil this castration
Of life it is the kiss
Of death for any sentient
To align oneself with those
Violent evil tasteless ghouls
Whose ridiculousness now shows

That tiny babies despondency
Its hopelessness we saw
Disconsolate and comfortless
Knocking on deaths door
Its fear and consternation
Its jitters all could feel
i still have got the shivers
For me too this so real