WHALE SONG
We travel the globe around each year,
living our lives so well.
We follow the krill and the plankton,
which thrive in the ocean's swell.
Far out at sea you may find us,
as blue depths we peacefully roam.
Mysterious caverns and wondrous waves,
are the places we claim as our home.
Our families all stick together,
we feel love and sorrow and pain.
We've lived in the sea for millions of years;
"Live and let live" our refrain.
My calf was killed by a whaler.
He was almost full grown at the time.
Mankind leaves me sad and very confused,
how can they commit such a crime?
Yes my calf was killed by a whaler,
harpoon buried deep in his brain.
I stayed by the ship for a day an a night,
watching his anguish and pain.
The sea turned from blue to scarlet,
as he struggled and thrashed to be free.
Thirty six hours it took him to die,
every pain of his felt too, by me.
Once dead, they hauled his body aboard,
my cries went unheard on the wind.
I dove to the depths with a broken heart,
mankind! How greatly you've sinned.
When the Great Spirit returns to the Earth,
(and He will, in our hearts we know well.)
From His throne He will weep for His creatures,
and banish mankind to Hell.
By
NORMA SOUTHWOOD
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