Taiji’s fisherman and trophy hunters

There’s a wave of discontent with those
Of us who are sick and tired
Of being so respectful
Of the fisherman
I am fired

Up with them
They listen to nobody at all
They are a bunch of violators
Who are breaking every rule

Who Infact one day
Will fall into their own abyss
And if we don’t raise our game
The Dolphins time of bliss
Will never ever come to fruition
Extinction will be the thing
And so those weeds who blameMe and people like me
Ring
The changes
For the boycotts the poems songs and the rest
For telling the world now like it is
That a softer approach is best

Well you lot can do it your way
And I will do it mine
I don’t need you to call me out
And make me stand in line

I will fight the battle
In ode form for that is how I feel
These awful TAIJI trophy hunters
Need to be seen as real

They are cruel and really savage
To the Dolphins of the sea
Breaking up the families and pithing
Constantly
Trophy hunting some and selling onto
Aquaria who
Make them slaves forever
That is what they do

And whilst they languish in small tanks
You lot want to calm
The water for the Japanese
As they sell and farm
Out the truly soulful to hell holes
Every where
They are lost forever in their moments of despair

Well again you do your own thing
But do not lecture me
I have stood outside the embassy doors
And where I be
Now is writing avidly and sending it everywhere
And as regards your pussy footing stance
I do not care

When all the Dolphins die out
You can see the cost
Pussy footing jelly livered
And all the victims lost

You just have to realise sea shepherd
Knows the score
They take it to the Japanese
And they will win the war

Back peddling and offering up respect
To murdering scum
Will never get you anywhere
So We have to beat the drum

Louder and ever louder
Make them see why we
Have to save the dolphin pods
And yes save the blue sea