Humpback

by PETER EDWARDS   Nov 16, 2015


Humpback Whale, in the sea, hunted down so ruthlessly
What can be in, 'mad mans mind', to banish you, forever time
Such beauty brings a tear in eye, but still we watch you creatures die
Your soothing 'music' from the deep, brings slumber to a young babe, sleep
The sweetest singing ever heard, and yet we kill you, it's absurd!
I pray your singing from the sea, will make God stir, then He'll see
This madness, this insanity, and save the Whale for you and me
For man is deaf and pays no heed, thinks only of his power and greed
It seems for you, man has no need?

And when you're gone and roam no more, all harpooned, all blood and gore
Will Earth then be a better place?, a nicer, kinder, human race?
No more music from the ocean, no symphonies, no warmth, devotion
You gentle giants of the deep, will rest at last, forever sleep

I hope that when Mans time does come, and we are judged on what we've done
I hope 'That Book', it will recall, Mans greatest folly of them all
A line or two will simply say, that when the Whale, lived its last day
When God bid 'Wonder of the Blue', a sad farewell, a fond adieu
That on that last day, Man died too...

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  • 1 year ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I love nature and it is heartbreaking what mankind will do.A beautiful write with great insight.

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a powerful write, Peter. But it seems at the moment, we are determined to wipe ourselves off the face of the planet, too.
    I love poems with a message, and this has a powerful one. I like the structure too - the rhyming words coming from the same lines.
    Internal rhyme, I guess!
    All the very best
    Ben

  • 1 year ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    Nice work, mister Edwards:)

    A beautiful tribute to one of the oldest giants still alive on this earth. We show so little respect to all creatures, not just our own species. It doesn't seem to register that one day, all these beautiful animals will no longer be around.

    Well done, Peter, a beautiful statement and poem all rolled into one:)

    Ingrid x