Whales

I couldn’t help but smile

When I heard the whales

Were slamming yachts.

Imagining the scene of fear,

The rich become the laughing stock.

Yeah, I couldn’t help but smile

As I pushed away all consequence

And fought to feel the desperation

Surging from the boiling depths.

As though it could awake in me.

Bubble up and sway the tide, but no.

It’s all too big to bear. We talk

but feel too small to care.

So we are all just stranded here.

Waiting for the boat to flip.

To hope the oligarchy slips.

We cowards, let the fish fight

Man-made ships.