I am a poet who has both been published and self published. All work on this blog is all copyright Alex Ness. While I make very little money from my work I am technically a professional. Measuring by the hours I've written I am professional. My goal is to share my work with as many people that can read it, as far as the internet may reach with it. I hope if you are moved you will share this blog with others, and perhaps buy my books.

Whatever the result, thank you for viewing this blog. I cannot express how greatly I appreciate the many people, from many places upon the earth, who have visited.

I bid you peace.

Je ne regrette pas la douleur, car il m'a fait plus forte

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Thursday, July 28, 2016

Unpayable cost

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Humans were born hunters
And over the centuries
Their genius for slaughter
Meant that nothing was safe
For men were hungry
And able

The toll of the death
Taken upon the whales
Was obscene
The numbers killed
Could not be counted
Ocean waters were a tide
Turned red

After time, it was knowable
That the pods of whales
Were led intelligently
But humans kill and eat anything
Added in insult
They'd waste the carcass
If the catch was over great

The ocean races were bled
Like some market 
An ingenious talent
Humans could kill
With very little regret
Until humans stopped to learn
And education made men pause
There was a lull in the slaughter

When humans were in debate
They'd achieved a sort of enlightenment
Feeling guilt for their near complete
Genocide of a species
And then learned, they'd done so
Of beings as bright as themselves

There was a ban, and numbers grew
But slowly, so very slowly
Until the ability to send the remnant
To a planet, free of the hunt
Was found

And upon this planet
Named Cachalot
A whale governed world was born
With the children generations
Of the survivors
And only invited men
Were allowed
As a nation
Of creatures
Free from further predation