“A fall from freedom”

The wildness of the Orca’s
The sociability
Each an illumination
In the ocean of the free
Like lightening they bewitch us
Luminaries who
Run the azure gambit
Like all their buddies do

Jostling with each other
Each has their beguiling smile
Impressions of the intellect
And transparent all the while
Sea world talks up education
Its how we come to know
We mark our appreciation card
And just stay in the flow

Its insidious behaviour
Captivity is wrong
Its lifeless and its dingy
Its where none of them belong
Really its just torture
And getting them to perform
Cash cows in reality
The peace before the storm

Sea world underestimated
What they did to make
These curiously intelligent mammals
Into well a fake
We took away their social life
Their mothers and the rest
Made them feel just solitary
As if they had left their nest

But came back on their own in fact
Conscious and unaware
Really very intelligent
But to them we were not fair
We took advantage of them
We called them all sorts of names
The matriarchs were shunned in fact
According to the games

They played they had no options
Their trauma was explored
The dolphins all gregarious
In wave play many soared
They relate and are successful
Their brains are bigger by far
Sea world were always liars
In their drama they did star

Really since the ice age
All those moons ago
They could relate to everything
And they actually did know
Wrestled into submission
Lifted into the boat
A procedure to capture the dolphins
Who in absolute actuality
Always were afloat

Its very very violent
Capturing these souls
Jumping in the water
Out for as many goals
Explosions gruesome goings on
With Sea World well in tow
Really being bastards
Its all part of the show

A slave to public protests
The belugas heads of white
Looking somewhat alien
In the pure sunlight
Chemical pollution
Myrax and more mire
PCB’s and toxic waste
Proof now of the fire
That burned in all their
Innocent hearts
Affirming what we knew
The cetaceans complete consciousness
That alongside us just grew

The great love of the matriarch
Sons would never leave
Perhaps perodically
To sexually achieve
But they would always
Come back and be with her
For they
Found her love so mountainous
It, just was the way

Solitary confinement
Is never dolphin life
It has no place however
And To introduce such strife
To compare them with the canine clan
As Brad Andrews had done
Showed his lack of understanding
Underneath the sun

And he was Sea Worlds captain
The trauma of his time
His lack of understanding
For him to try and climb
Through all that emotion
And to overule
To dominate and demonstrate
Just how much of a fool

At that time so much ignorance
To the arrogant pursuit
All Sea Worlds shenanigans
Blistering at the root
The 4 dead whales washed up
With chains weighting them down
Proved the depth of evil
How those people could drown

Babies in their onward flight
To capture and contain
To wrestle with their conscience
And to enter the insane
For Sea worlds entertainment
Its programmes far and wide
Which Had to catch and then deny
That the victims it did hide

Much went on in the aftermath
The False Killer Whales
Selection of the few
Along the bloody trails
Trucked to Tokyo
Flown to Hong Kong
Dubai and Amsterdam
Avoiding Canadian airspace
Two fingers to Uncle Sam

Holding tanks and warehousing
Jiggery pokery stuff
Death sentences for many
The history was tough
So many of them perished
Holding back the tears
Holding tanks in Rejkavik
Their money through the years

Thrown into the pot of life
A soulless avenue
And without regulation
Very very few
Understood the damage
The broken spirits they
Warehoused and forgotten
Hiding so to say

Gas station and shopping malls
Casino’s even they
Saw abuse it was everywhere
Scaled down along the way
Wild Orcas lived for many years
Longer than those who
Took on their captivity
And this indeed was true

But lies were really
Daunting revealing so much more
They compromised so very much
Though experts knew for sure
Wild souls out there fifties sixties
The facts undoubtedly
Growing that wild Orcas
Eclipsed time actually

The social interaction
The rhythms of the sea
Compared to bath tub
Loneliness and of course to slavery
Took years off captive
Cetaceans years and years and years
Creating the disruption
And the years of tears

Death among the trainers
And injuries as well
Sadness and these tragedies
In the man made hell
Of consequence and disaster
The ticking time bombs where
The broken and dismembered
Were scattered everywhere

Captivity is alien
Its a calculated sphere
So much unreported
The victims though were clear
Abnormal aggression
Mental health and more
These dosed up cetaceans
Perhaps they could explore
The awareness of why many
Saw their lives frittered away
By bolstering the bottom line
Whatever others say