That Semich Dick

[Undiscussed Groomed for Male Slavery, One Victim of Many]

The song looks intended to be sung slowly and meaningfully. I have
pasted it below.

The saddest sound I’ve ever heard
is the song of the humpback whale.
His moans and sighs and his eerie cries
sing a sad familiar tale;
he sighs and blows as if he knows
his race is nearly run,
and that soon with all of his kind he’ll fall
before the whaler’s gun.

For every living thing on Earth,
Nature made a space;
each a living strand of a fragile plan
that can never be replaced.
And not from need, but from wanton greed,
man has torn down Nature’s web;
with greed possessed, he will not rest
till the last of the whales is dead.

In my mind’s eye I can see them die
as the whaler finds his mark;
hear the muffled boom of that cruel harpoon
as it blasts their lives apart.
I see the flood of their rich dark blood
as it stains the ocean red;
that bloody green will not wash clean
till the last of the whales is dead.

The saddest sound I’ve ever heard
is the song of the humpback whale.
His moans and sighs and his eerie cries
sing a sad familiar tale;
he sighs and blows as if he knows
his race is nearly run,
and that soon with all of his kind he’ll fall
before the whaler’s gun.