Taiji creates it’s martyr’s
\nIt’s victims and it’s tears
\nThe roughness and the harshness
\nWhere the bitterness appears
\nThe adversity, the suffering, the cruelty
\nThe sighs
\nThe unpleasantness the offensive
\nAs each one of us, yes! dies<\/p>\n
Taiji creates the disgruntlement
\nThe displeasure the disdain
\nWith the sea us dejected souls
\nStruggle now in vain
\nThe buzz, the communication
\nThe froth and swell of life
\nThe heartfelt chants and whistles
\nThe rueful remorseful strife
\nYour posters all that energy
\nThe waves of sentient love
\nAll of that frustration
\nAnd creation from above
\nClearly it’s deliberate
\nThe mayhem of the soul
\nThe effusive surf of humour
\nEach taking on a role<\/p>\n
Inspiring one another
\nEnlivening the crowd
\nMotivating harmony
\nHelping all be proud
\nConsoling one another
\nEncouraging the weak
\nEnergising all and sundry
\nVivaciously, we seek<\/p>\n
To empower and affirm
\nOur brethren
\nAs Taiji sends it’s boats
\nHunting down the innocent
\nThe woebegone the notes
\nThe music down the ages
\nEach sobering refrain
\nDespair aware the sharing
\nDolefulness again<\/p>\n
Jo Phillips with her I phone
\nHer valiant eyes and hand
\nCapturing the moment
\nShe does understand
\nOur plight
\nthe most unfortunate
\nAnd so close to Taiji
\nThat dragging leaden fury
\nWhich is in fact the sea
\nThe treadmill of adversity
\nThe nauseating way
\nThe evil it comes to the fire
\nOn what is judgement day<\/p>\n
The ugliness of man un kind
\nThe unsightlyness within
\nThe hideousness of the fishermen
\nThe clumsiness of sin
\nThe defacement of the elegant
\nWith each forbidding stare
\nThe haggardness and the sullenness
\nOf those so unaware<\/p>\n
Creation painted seascapes
\nAnd man created fear
\nMortal trepidation and panic
\nOh so clear!
\nEach tremor it’s so heartfelt
\nThe intimidation, they<\/p>\n
Spread across the ocean
\nThey terrorise and we pay
\nThey scare us and we are petrified
\nFrozen in the swim
\nFeeling timorous and suspicious
\nClearly at the rim
\nOf existence, apprehensive
\nConcerned for family
\nWe thrash in a cocktail of blood and brine
\nWith failing chivalry
\nThe cries of the cetaceans
\nAnd the The craven hearted clan
\nThe arrogance and ignorance
\nAssociated now with man<\/p>\n
Thanks Jo for what is a moving tapestry
\nOf the overwhelming disgust we all feel <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Taiji creates it’s martyr’s It’s victims and it’s tears The roughness and the harshness Where the bitterness appears The adversity, the suffering, the cruelty The sighs The unpleasantness the offensive As each one of us, yes! dies Taiji creates the … Continue reading