Sharks

Fifty days, all of the water's gone
No respite from under the cold white sun
Indifference, parched gums and swollen limbs
Nothing moves but the fins of the sharks that swim
So endlessly – dark shadows that roam the deep
Stalk our wake and haunt our sleep
So ghastly white.

So quiet, accepting – their gentlemen's breeding shows well
They circle their servants like sharks
As one man, united, they drew lots and decided
It's my turn to give my life
For kingdom, for country, for their polite society.

We ventured to find the hollow earth
But all that we found were the hollows
On our souls
Screaming for subsistence, gnawing, devouring
To give my life to give them their lives?
Such preposterous hypocrisy I cannot abide
Oh no I will not go quietly.

Fool them before they can see you're no nominee
Make them think it's a jinx and make them agree
Make them fear, make them dread and
Get them to wait just an hour, a minute, a second
Blind them before they can see, before they can flee
Tie their hands tie their feet, their power's a deceit
Teach them class, blood and breed's no
Acquittal or grounds
For deeds abhorrent to enlightened man!