Iceland no 139

eyes watering I pen a rhyme
This one really breaks through time
A hugely pregnant female she
Is dragged to the frensing dock to be
Dismembered but before all that
They are taking pictures
For where she is at
Total insensitivity
Unconscious to humanity
Their callousness is nothing less
Than evil this I have to stress
Soulless humans heartless sods
Talking about their great norse gods
They are far removed I’d say
Dispassionate brutes
And so no way

Close to gods a pregnant mother
With a huge baby like no other
Do you feel the numbness I
Am fairly close for the need to cry
The mental torment the wretched woe
And all this for her flesh to go
To japan in pieces sashimi wise
and for these dishes her demise

They are unsightly to be sure
Icelandic creeps whats it all for
A baby and a mother dies
So loftsson wins a special prize
Hell is waiting for him I am sure
He will not need to break down the door
They will lay a red carpet all the way
To the furnace on his special day

Creation must be angry she
Performed the miracle and she be
Holed up down in Neptunes cave
But nobody was alive to save
The mother nobody at all
Felt her pain or heard her call
The harpoon wrecked the chance to give
Birth to a whale that so wanted to live

Gone forever