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by Tash
Rated: GC · Poetry · Animal · #1777695
A truth about wild dolphins which happens every year, unknown to many.
Silver fins flash through the water
Streaming bodies fly through the air
A jump timed to perfection
They crest the waves
Playing for play's sake

Their voices chatter away
As individual as you or I
They splash and flip all day
Mammals as intelligent as humans
Another successful race

'Til the hunters come
Corral them in the bay
They all join in, knives slashing,
Fearful fins through the water slashing
Scarlet clouds bloom

Streaming bodies ripped open
Numbers equal to mass genocide
At the centre of it all two young boys
Delighted with a lifeless baby
Ripped from its mother's womb

Bloody bodies hauled to a truck
Soft flesh packaged up
And children enjoy their lunch at school
Men enjoy the profit of murder
And killing for greed's sake

The dolphins lie dead on the shore
Lifeless bodies which once played
The excess left for scavengers
Mammals as exceptional as you or I
No longer dance among the waves.
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