Sea World would have us believe
\nThat cetaceans
\nheld captive by them
\nGet the best
\nLove and attention they dont have to hunt
\nNothing adverse there to test
\nDolphins and Orca’s swim 100 miles
\nA day
\nTheir inquisitive minds
\nConstantly learning so very discerning
\nPod life is reading the signs<\/p>\n
Freedom is theirs for the taking
\nLiberation is what lifes about
\nThey are uninfluenced they are free spirits
\nPlayful successful throughout
\nManoeuvrability always
\nUnattached and fancy free
\nFree as the wind to go as they please
\nThey really enjoy liberty<\/p>\n
Captivity though is a cancer
\nBondage, enslavement alas
\nOppressed by their arrogant masters
\nCoerced and constrained yes en masse
\nConfined to a tank full of chlorine
\nFed on dead fish every day
\nLoaded with antibiotics
\nKept within bounds so to say<\/p>\n
No real interaction with others
\nNo where to escape to if we
\nAre being attacked we must just stick it out
\nTruly it is slavery
\nSo dying a little each day
\nIs our scene
\nNo option but do what we are told
\nConscripted to leap when the audience gasps
\nSo we have to be as good as gold<\/p>\n
Commandeered really then under protest
\nThe great overlord is to who
\nWe must comply So that we get our food
\nPre frozen real tasteless goo
\nWe have to be passive our docility
\nOr compliance are the rules of the game
\nSteamrollered into whatever they want
\nEvery day every night its the same<\/p>\n
So we have invisible shackles
\nTrainers to teach us the ropes
\nWhat do they know about what we all know
\nNone of us really have hopes
\nwe sink into a gloom of their making
\nDespondency and misery
\nBlighted really by infliction
\nWith a wish that we all could be free<\/p>\n
Its rigidity that really gets to us
\nThe discipline that is involved
\nIts far too austere to be natural
\nPuritanical claptrap unsolved
\nUncompromising and heavy
\nInquisitorial too
\nUnsparing and so overbearing
\nAnd there is nothing infact we can do<\/p>\n
This kind of life makes us weary
\nSome really want to just die
\nNot come up for breath just exchange
\nThat for death
\nReally it was always their lie
\nWe are unpaid slaves of sea world
\nUsed and abused every day
\nOur social lives have been cancelled
\nWe dont even get chance to play<\/p>\n
And really they are so tightfisted
\nIts all dried out tiddlers these days
\nNo fresh live squid we want to be rid
\nOf the drugs we are given each phase
\nTo avoid the unusual feelings
\nThey skimp and the save every day
\nWe dont get enough good nutrition
\nIt feels like we are wasting away<\/p>\n
We are passionate emotional beings
\nWith a joy in our hearts to be free
\nLocked up in this chemical bath tub
\nThere just is no joy we can see
\nNo bliss no nirvana to speak of
\nNo gusto no good cheer no zest
\nPlenty of heartaches and waking nightmares
\nMental torment and the rest<\/p>\n
Adversity we really know about that
\nVexation fretting and remorse
\nTheres an uneasiness all around the place
\nWhat ever they want they use force
\nWe are heart broken and grieving
\nOffended disappointed and peeved
\nHumiliated and resentful
\nAnd disgusted that we’re not believed<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sea World would have us believe That cetaceans held captive by them Get the best Love and attention they dont have to hunt Nothing adverse there to test Dolphins and Orca’s swim 100 miles A day Their inquisitive minds Constantly … Continue reading