Faroes Islands and their continued sins against the ocean

Grindadrap they call it
Wholesale murdering where
They drive great pods of pilot whales
To what is pure despair
Complete family trees are killed
Grandparents through to the young
Torn limb from limb
And brutally stabbed
All of them among

The families
Just imagine it
Even pregnant mums
With babies ready to be born
Waiting in their tums
All are dragged mercilessly
And killed in just cold blood
By islanders whose viciousness
Comes at them in a a flood

These creatures riddled with mercury
Lead and pesticide
With glyphosate and run off
Sickened its denied
Dealing with the humans
The murdering scum bags who
Then eat the toxic chemicals
And all the residue.

Throw back the dead babies
Just chuck them away
Ignorance they are good at that
In the blood soaked spray
Massacre after massacre
Unrelenting screams
Of grandmothers and babies
Yes nightmarish dreams.