The Unseen Tears Of The Albacore

When humanity
Creates a hierarchy
Placing blowholes
Above anenomes
When sovereign nations
Have made it policy
Slaughter everything
That goes with wasabi

Say a prayer for the earth as you make a wish
Who will shed one tear for the tuna fish?
Or the thousand other species on the ocean floor
Does a spot on prime time TV land
Justify the ruination of a fisherman?
That could've been me, cries the albacore

With the carnage
Sealed hermetically
In the killing fields
Of the mechanery
It's a dolphin safe atrocity

Metal gafs are flying
As the innocent keep dying
But are we only crying
For God's creatures not worth frying?