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Massacre at the Cove

Album: Songs For Freedom
Songs For Freedom




Spoken Word/Perf. Poetry


The Massacre at The Cove  We were weary from the long hard swim, but found a school of size,  With teamwork and excitement ,we surrounded the terrified prize,  Our sonar working perfectly, our bellies soon be full,  We heard a dreadful banging sound, that made my senses dull  My eyes they shook inside my head, I heard my mother cry  Our pod was scattered everywhere searching a way by  To run from this horrendous bang, this ringing in our ears  The sound it grew in length and depth, and with it carried fear  The commotion and the cries from all, I never will forget,  Of course we swam far fast and away, but the banging would not let  It would not let us pass that way, so the other way we went  Little did I know that soon, many lives of ours would be spent  I swam close to my pod, every now and then I dove down deep  In a panic to find some way out, from the wall of sound and beat  Alas this sound it went down too far, and sure I was out of breath  I couldn't stay down very long, and that banging made me deaf  Right back up to the surface where the pod in disarray,  Were jumping, running for their lives, all splashes cries and fray  I swam fast to the very front, I saw my mother leading  A inkling at the back of my mind, that a trap was where we were heading  But swim I did, and run and dive, and search and try to escape  Yet the sound of engines roaring, and the banging made me shake  I notice rocks ahead of us, some nets, and close to shore  If we did not get back to sea, I feared the worst and more  The sound it was beyond us still, and only land ahead  The banging closed around us, and I heard the cries of the dead  Oh now this was an eerie place, blood spilled of many lives  I felt their energy and souls, I heard their petrified last cries  I swam next to my mother, as they behind us dropped a net  We frantically pushed against it, but the net it wouldn't let,  It wouldn't let us out, and my mother was now caught  An engine roared right o’er our heads, my mother was distraught  I tried to help her free herself, but tangled bound was she  They came and shouted, hit her hard, bound her fluke so brutally  Her face I saw as she was dragged, away and by her tail  Gasping coughing drowning now, I watched her attempt to inhale  I poked my head above the surface, to see what they were trying  And in the shallow waters, she was convulsing, bleeding, dying  I desperately swam fast around, calling others from the pod,  But all I saw was blood and pain, and all I loved seemed lost  Then hands were all upon me, and I was forced into a sling  Thrown roughly by the side, and no one heard me screaming  Water it was flung at me, the engine in my ears  I knew right then that this was it, the start of miserable years  And now I float in a grimy tank, a whistle rules my fate  I eat whats given, do my tricks, and drive myself insane  I remember that day like yesterday, the memory etched in stone  This my friends is captivity, a death sentence, a life alone

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