Hard to port
\nA sea of blue
\nOf slate
\nA silent
\nworld
\nOn view
\nOf towing back
\ngraceful sleek
\nDead whales
\nLost to the world
\nOne of the fails<\/p>\n
At their peek
\nYet out of time
\nFor the whalers
\nKnow that in neptunes slime
\nExists a mind
\nBoth ugly and dark
\nThat has this season
\nMade its mark<\/p>\n
Creation exists
\nIn the spirit and soul
\nWhat is hard to see
\nThat Some control
\nVenomous creatures
\nWildly free
\nTo exert their
\nVile pugnacity<\/p>\n
Warped of senses
\nFeeling they
\nHave the right to kill
\nOn their given day
\nIts a trap a sham
\nA deceitful lie
\nWhen they cock the harpoon
\nAnd watch it fly<\/p>\n
Disinformation
\nMendacious thought
\nFollowing in father footsteps
\nNaught
\nMatters thats a fathers right
\nTo hear the explosion
\nThat rocks the night<\/p>\n
And who is that traitor
\nFrom kingdom come
\nfar away
\nIn the whalers slum
\nThe masquerador
\nThe ungrounded one
\nWho does his deeds
\nAnd they have undone<\/p>\n
The veracity
\nAnd exactitude
\nOf a perfect soul’s
\nSweet solitude
\nHard to port
\nHard to see
\nThe sleek the lithe
\nThat once swam free<\/p>\n
Their self-awareness
\nTheir responsiveness
\nSuch animation
\nThe good eyes bless
\nThe bad eyes blinded
\nLost in a world
\nWhere explosive grenades
\nAre often hurled<\/p>\n
Not an enemy
\nBold at flight
\nBut at angels
\nWho romp in the sea at night<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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