Faroes3

Their lofty transcendance
They set out to share
The great pods of pilot whales
Now swimming there
Using Motor boat convoys
The souls mercilessly
Breaking their bond
Of cohesiveness, we
Watch as their Union separates they
Are forced into the shallows
And we watch the display
Of evil, of ugliness
The people are there
with great knives of steel
And the ultimate flair

Tearing their heads off
Slicing them through
Bubbles of ooze
What could they do
They were trusting and protective
The old of their young
The mums of their children
Grand parents among
The pod so much life force
Being torn away
By the Faroese people
Their brains in decay
Empowered by misanthropy
Mercury too
Vile concentrations
It’s just what they do
Unhinged and deranged
By the toxicity
the accompanying concentrates
It’s where they be
Causing a madness a barbarity
Bitter and spiteful
Disobligingly