The absolute bliss of life
\nBeside a mother who will care
\nWill give her life
\nAnd face all strife
\nAnd always just be there
\nA kind of seventh heaven
\nA fulfilment in a way
\nA snugness and a comfort
\nTo the golden days of play<\/p>\n
The complete exhilaration
\nThe frolic and the glee
\nTo be with those that love
\nYou wherever in the sea
\nThat holds so much bewilderment
\nTo creatures big and small
\nDevotion in the ocean
\nIs everything that’s all<\/p>\n
My mother truly loved me
\nMy aunts and uncles too
\nThe pod was like an army
\nSecurity was true
\nProtection was a high point
\nWhereever we did go
\nAll for one and one for all
\nAlways in the flow<\/p>\n
Custodians of welfare
\nProtectors of the young
\nTutors guardians defenders
\nWe were safe among
\nAll the various interests
\nA garrison of sorts
\nA charmed life in so many ways
\nEspecially near the ports<\/p>\n
DOlphins do have feelings
\nAre mindful in every way
\nWe are mammals we breath air
\nAnd come up for it each day
\nOur sensory perception is heightened
\nThrough and Through
\nWe are all advanced beings
\nFor that is what we do<\/p>\n
And that gives us a level
\nOf love for elders who
\nSwim with us and teach us
\nReally what to do
\nWe have an instinctive library
\nOf knowledge when we are born
\nWhich our mothers then can stimulate
\nForming a new dawn<\/p>\n
Of consequence within us
\nAnd our feeling will endure
\nWith an overwhelming love for all
\nNo matter what the lure
\nNo matter what the danger
\nWe stick together, we
\nHave the sweetest feelings
\nFor each other
\nThat can be<\/p>\n
Everyone is a hero
\nWith a spirit good and strong
\nAesthetic and fastidious
\nWe know that we belong
\nWithin our pod our language
\nIs particular to us all
\nWe use echo location
\nOur sound is like a wall<\/p>\n
It goes out and we see with it
\nDepth weight we all know
\nAnd being sensitive to sounds
\nThat can be a blow
\nThe Japanese those trophy hunting scum
\nAround TAIJI
\nsend banging boats
\nTo fool us
\nTo panic us, to be<\/p>\n
After us we know that
\nAnd so we really try
\nTo keep away from the coastal waters
\nFor we know, we can die
\nAnd they are the greatest torturers
\nCruel and nasty guys
\nWho pith our spines
\nAnd wound us so
\nMore than you realise<\/p>\n
The killing cove they call it
\nGreen tarps behind them we
\nAre slaughtered in such agony
\nAnd drown regrettably
\nIn our own blood imagine that
\nThey bang a plug into
\nThe hole they Make
\nFor our own sake
\nyes that is what they do<\/p>\n
We know sisters that we have
\nLost
\nAnd the ones that got away
\nWho tell us what is happening
\nAround that cove and bay
\nIt’s the Risso’s and the striped ones
\nAnd us the bottle nose
\nWho suffer inexplicably
\nAs the victim number grows<\/p>\n
I was with my mother
\nSwimming closely by her side
\nIn the glorious ocean
\nSomewhere I could hide
\nWith so much expectation
\nOf her promise and her care
\nWhen there was a great cacophony
\nOf violence all could share<\/p>\n
Ravaged by the tedium
\nThe drumming that we heard
\nAll thrown into panic
\nAs to what occurred
\nRealising too late
\nThe banger boats were near
\nCausing such diruption
\nAnd really so much fear<\/p>\n
I tried to stay with mother
\nWith this ringing in my soul
\nWe were being driven
\nBy the bashing on the pole
\nWe knew exactly what it was
\nAnd our sentient quality
\nIncreased its vigour in our brains
\nCausing agony<\/p>\n
And so we went along with it
\nHoping to get away
\nBut it became apparent
\nWe were closer to the bay
\nA wretchedness took over
\nThe water quality
\nWasn’t It as clean
\nAs it ought to have been
\nAnd we didn’t feel so free<\/p>\n
But mother didn’t panic
\nShe was comforting and I
\nWas hopeful we could get away
\nWell we all were going to try
\nThere is boldness In A dolphin pod
\nGallant through and through
\nWe never let each other down
\nFor that’s the Dolphins view<\/p>\n
We fight but are not aggressive
\nWe have feelings and we care
\nBut this audacious hunting
\nWas anything but fair
\nThese craven hearted Japanese
\nAre Very very cruel
\nUnworthy to be human
\nFor they break every rule<\/p>\n
And then they took my mother
\nSplit us up and she
\nWas taken to a pen with yellow floats
\nThey then took me
\nAnd left me with her in this pen
\nBut do you know what they do
\nThey killed her in front of me
\nHonestly that was true<\/p>\n
That’s how I lost my mother
\nShe was beautiful to see
\nShe loved me like no other
\nShe was beautiful to me
\nAnd I had to witness
\nWhat those bastards did
\nThey Cut her down
\nI Watched her bleed out slowly
\nWatched my mother drown<\/p>\n
I could taste her blood
\nFor I was swimming in it, she
\nWas dead just floating upside down
\nLifeless what of me
\nWell of course I am a baby
\nNot much meat on me
\nAnd certainly not much blubber
\nSo what was it going to be<\/p>\n
You may know they have quotas
\nFor 2000 or so souls
\nMurdered every season
\nTo make their so called goals
\nThey really want the heavier ones
\nMore flesh more profit so
\nThey went and cut my head off
\nI would no longer grow<\/p>\n
To be a lovely dolphin
\nThat was my end that day
\nAnd slung into one of those skiffs
\nTo dump me far away
\nI remember crying terribly
\nWhen my poor mum died
\nI thought perhaps that I could
\nCommit suicide<\/p>\n
Not come up for air no more
\nDrown in mothers blood
\nBut I didn’t have her where for all
\nAnd then I felt that thud<\/p>\n
And you know, it was all over
\nMy spirit had flown free
\nI met up again with mother though
\nAt the rainbow bridge we be
\nOnce again a swimming just spirits yes its true
\nI have come back quickly
\nJust to talk to you<\/p>\n
So many dolphin spirits
\nAnd other fishes too
\nTrillions of us swim the spirit seas
\nThat’s what we do
\nIf you have the inclination
\nTo realise our fate
\nPerhaps you could tell others
\nTo Leave us off your plate<\/p>\n
B where for all<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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