We wallow through the world white whales
in nature's gift shop thrashing tails
with jaws agape and stare surprised
when others curse our little eyes
that roll on either side but won't
see tentacles that lurk in front
and only Neptune who rules us all
cares that our hearts are large and full
Once haunted Ahab hunted us
for sins that ground his heart to dust
and those who hate like him will soon
be hoist upon their own harpoons
Though we can't predict how justice fares
we see our fate as linked to theirs:
Bound together sinking down
to where all whales and sailors drown