Look at my portrait
\nThat is me
\nA dolphin
\nYes straight from the sea
\nOf life and death
\nIts where we are from
\nAnd taiji is our ticking bomb<\/p>\n
We see the surf
\nWe feel the pain
\nWe suck in the air
\nAnd the dark refrain
\nThe banging pipes
\nOf death we hear
\nIts spreads a curtain
\nOf utter fear<\/p>\n
And we know the Japanese
\nAre near
\nThey come at us
\nTheir threats are vile
\nWe try so hard
\nTo reconcile<\/p>\n
Our thoughts
\nAnd the chaos
\nWe perceive
\nBut truthfully we didn’t believe
\nYou were that sinful
\nYou were that sick
\nWe are the innocents
\nWe know ric<\/p>\n
He wants to help us
\nSo do you
\nSo why in taiji
\nDo they run us through<\/p>\n
We suffer our silence
\nIs from the heart
\nThey pith our blowholes
\nFrom the start
\nThe agony as we do die
\nwatching our families
\nInwardly cry
\nHelp us please
\nWe need you to
\nHelp us please<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Look at my portrait That is me A dolphin Yes straight from the sea Of life and death Its where we are from And taiji is our ticking bomb We see the surf We feel the pain We suck in … Continue reading