Geisha’s

Female entertainers
Hostesses of sorts
Good at classical music
Dancers in our thoughts
Discussing with their counterparts
The culture at Taiji
Why human beings born of mothers
Would create such infamy

A white face
Gives us shock and awe
As dolphin children crash
Into the rocks around Taiji
Their tiny heads they bash
Rather than let the fishermen
Pith their spinal chords
And take them on a journey
Promising no rewards

For following them only agony
And of course total loss
As regards filial piety
Into the blood they toss
Memories and happiness
And all they came to know
So SHINZO Abe and the rest of them
Can lie as we all know

Thank you dear friend Peter
For the filming secrets you
Conveyed showing the Geisha’s
And the cove not always blue
The Japanese are sworn to reason
Tradition drives them where
There is no return to speak of
Just a place of dire despair