Beaked whales washed up on irish coastal beaches

The goose beaked whales
Or Cuvier
An abundant whale wI hear
Present in many oceans and seas
And what does seem clear
Its anatomical makeup
Its neonate head provides
A massive sound recording organ
And we are making strides
I suppose and understanding
The great whales do possess
Outstanding sensitivity
And are subject to our stress

They dive deep and are able
To cope on a take of air
To great depths they can manage
Clearly they are aware
Of their own credentials
But what we tend to do
Is not be quite as mindful
As the whales
Sadly its true

Creation gave them special powers
Of hearing and of sight
Of sonar and of memory
And as students they are bright
They learn but they are up against
Man whose seldom kind
To those who swim beneath his ships
Who possess their amazing mind

Our noise and we make lots of it
Our navies sonic booms
The oil corporations
They manufacture tombs
For many of the sensitives
Who cannot withstand the force
Of booming and explosive sounds
At best driven off course

At worst killed outright
Sadly
Its our lack of care
We feel we are emotional
But trying to compare
With the great whales sensitivity
Its a race we cannot win
They have the sensitive machinery
Which does underpin

Their very existence
Loud noises they can be
Terrible and we are responsible
And the undersea
Suffers from our arrogance
And our ignorance as well
And the noisy seas
Bring suffering
We really make it hell

For the sensitives below the waves
Long suffering they be
Uncomplaining tolerant
They really are not free
Noisy seas are a killing ground
And these beaked whales washed clear
On the Irish beaches
Could be victims
I do fear

Our plastic waste our chemicals
Our run offs and the gear
The fishing nets the floats the leads
Its very very clear
The mercury the PCB’s
The glyphosate all there
And coupled with the noise levels
Its a new world of despair

We have to see the oceans
As a saviour for us all
All this commercial fishing
Long lines may enthral
The corporation bank accounts
But small whales everywhere
Sharks and dolphins and sea birds even
Are caught up in the snare

The seine nets and discarded lines
Its a jungle of refuse
We stand guity of the charge
Of ignorant abuse
So many whales are beaching
A kind of suicide
Canaries in the giant cage
Whilst we well its denied

But we better really
Get our brains in gear
And start to see
How we all can make a difference
How we all can be
Mindful of the other tribes
That share water and share air
They may not look like you and me
But thats no reason not to care.