A thing of beauty with a soul in the sea to behold
Why destroy the intelegence and grace that shines in her eyes
Your harpoons fly taking more than allowed so the meat can be sold
Let them live in peace as they are willed to do
Imagine what would happen with a different veiw
If the whales were the ones that hunted and speared you
Many are against but many are for
These actions are age old
But it does not make it right as the horrible images soar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem