Angels We
Do the whales know that, all we are real?
Do we, the humans, know that they can feel?
Sing a song for us across the ocean,
while harpoons pierce our hearts
with such devotion.
Curious they are about our souls
Singing angels all of us behold.
Curious we are; we come to Meat
Lethal research, deeds we use to greet.
Angels we, our beauty and our souls,
Bleeding in the ocean, dying cold.
©david byrne dec 2011
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2011
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