A Viking Warrior!

An ode to Paul Watson

A trident his hand does hold

To shepherd this most precious gold

Creatures of the deep and old

He waves his want with moral truth

Not books he toads but lions tooth

Not lies his courage sooth

Alone on decks of leaky planks

Stirs into seas and whalers flanks

To route them as you would with tanks

A silver beard and stern his mime

To confront their whaling fishing line

Untwist that cruel vine

His children far too large to herd

From danger to avert

He’s constantly alert

Seal and whales and dolphins too

And others, he is true

For Their survival sue

One man alone like Odin

On a leaky bucket floating

With a truncheon stern foreboding

He alone deep in his soul

Inspired others goal

 Help save lives from the crashing shoal

A hero to his brethren deep

A hero who for them does weep

Their souls to keep

A hero as big as blue

A hero to his friends is true

He fights for them! And you!

04/11/2007