Tilikum 2 years were spent
\nLong ago
\nOff Iceland
\nAn ocean where this boy did grow
\nWhere Triton and Tethys
\nGreat gods of the sea
\nProvided protection and vivacity<\/p>\n
In those days Sea World
\nWere the power base and they
\nCaptured his pod and drove them away
\nThree babies slaughtered
\nAnd Tilikum he
\nBecame their prisoner
\nA luminary<\/p>\n
Up from the deep from the wildness
\nOf space
\nFrom the aquamarine where miracles chase
\nDiversity beckons iridescence its there
\nKaleidoscopic and just everywhere<\/p>\n
Imagine this boy excited to be
\nObserving the surface perspective,nand see
\nGreat forests of kelp and corals of cream
\nThe whole world below just like some dream
\nSo much expectation and certainty
\nA mirage of wonderment forever free<\/p>\n
Then in a Moment great chaos ensues
\nSea World is after us its such bad news
\nShysters and chisellers bomb blasts and more
\nWith vigour and drive comes drama and gore
\nTheir motive capture outrage and sin
\nEvil abuse the veil wearing thin<\/p>\n
Wicked and shameful damnable fools
\nIn pursuit of our freedom
\nThe great gorgon drools
\nHunting and shooting the trackers are here
\nCasting their doubts and spreading their fear<\/p>\n
We try to evacuate just swim away
\nBut are rapidly caught a very dark day
\nDanger is rearing its great ugly head
\nAnd already some of us sadly are dead<\/p>\n
The action of many the swing and the glide
\nMassive mishandling no where to hide
\nSo much exertion struggle and strain
\nWe though were caught in its lasting refrain<\/p>\n
War was upon us and hostility
\nWe had become drenched in adversity
\nThe greatest misfortune and just misery
\nAnd humiliation and so tragically<\/p>\n
The ocean was gone we were now on our way
\nBack to the coastline across the bay
\nInto a tank a rank body to where
\nOf all the dark shadows we became aware<\/p>\n
Our freedom to think to judge to exclaim
\nNow not at liberty this was not the same
\nIt was prison of some kind unconditioned were we
\nTo the temperature and the vile smell of the sea<\/p>\n
Our life now in limbo a dungeon of sorts
\nChoked up and awful it played on our thoughts
\nCramped and uncomfortable lifeless and dead
\nWe felt so challenged and so under fed<\/p>\n
All of these years we have been under their thumb
\nWe are their property made to feel numb
\nBy the dead slimy fish that they throw at us
\nWe do not get to catch the live fish actually<\/p>\n
They drug us we know that for after each meal
\nWe are affected somehow they steal
\nOur reason to live our real sense of play
\nOur true joy of life it seems to fly away<\/p>\n
We do so suffer the vagaries here
\nThe discomfort and sadness and holding each tear
\nBack we are trying to for what we see
\nIs now hopelessness and melancholy<\/p>\n
Sea World its known as great tanks of chlorine
\nHow our eyes smart some impassioned machine
\nThey make us do tricks simpletons they
\nExpect us to work for them pure slaves each day<\/p>\n
Amusing the sicko’s evidently
\nWho pay to watch us do their stuff in the sea
\nIt isn’t sea water its chemicals and we
\nGet weaker each day our insipidity<\/p>\n
And its so monotonous leaden and slow
\nDragging our bodies where ever we go
\nIts boring its so drab and really its grave
\nAn uglification that no one can save<\/p>\n
So they do abuse me and what I have done
\nIs killed a few, somehow I must have some fun
\nTheir virgin trainers knew nothing of how
\nWe live and we breathe and just stay in the now<\/p>\n
Fear is our worry defeated we feel
\nOur life is hopeless and incredibly real
\nDrugged up to the eye balls and abused every day
\nAnd all we desire is just take us away<\/p>\n
Total uninterest and complete apathy
\nWe need to be loved we need to be free
\nThey swagger and swank its all puffery here
\nWe do the tricks and we feel the fear<\/p>\n
They are big mouthed braggarts
\nLiars in fact
\nWhen some of us get sick or die they react
\nBy then spreading rumours or lies let me say
\nWhen they say we are sent off to Ohio but they<\/p>\n
Closed down Ohio its just so those who
\nProtest at our treatment don’t know what they do
\nAnd won’t kick a fuss putting pressure to bear
\nAffecting their profits which of course is not fair<\/p>\n
My name is Tilikum I am real sad
\nI have killed a few trainers which makes me feel bad
\nIts those bloody directors that need to observe
\nJust how sad we are for the great learning curve
\nIs now costing our health and the ability
\nOf all of the charges and that includes me
\nI hate being here all these years its not fair
\nAnd how is it really YOU are unaware<\/p>\n
I will die very soon kick the bucket away
\nAll those rancid fish how much now I pay
\nMy lungs are infected my heart is with pain
\nI do feel so sickly and clouds form in my brain
\nSEA wORLD are so frightful so ugly to me
\nSlavish and cowardly with such servility<\/p>\n
So soon I will pass on my life so extreme
\nA victim of prison each day now I scream
\nTo the heavens for mercy just to take me away
\nCut off my air flow and just let me sway
\nThis way and that way until yes I die
\nAnd I never need ever to open my eye<\/p>\n
Never to see you to hear you to know
\nPerpetual darkness wherever I go
\nBlind to emotion in sadness I be
\nGone with the wind and forever free<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tilikum 2 years were spent Long ago Off Iceland An ocean where this boy did grow Where Triton and Tethys Great gods of the sea Provided protection and vivacity In those days Sea World Were the power base and they … Continue reading