BROKEN WAVES THAT WAVE TO ME
There's a harbor where the water stays
bloody with fish in their throes of
fishermen death : men troll the waters
in crafts with spars and hooks.
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It's thought somehow better to eat fish
then cows. Maybe it is, I don't know.
They both seem cogent figures to me,
so why make that difference be?
Broken waves that wave to me.
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Mankind has places to each their own
theories, and in the end they get all
worked out - then something goes
wrong, and there's slaughter and gall,
and everyone's either a fish or a cow,
all over again. Fish have no feelings,
the fishermen say, and the hooks don't
hurt them at all.
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