The morning mist lifts and reveals. <br />A scattered colony of seals <br />Their breeding place beside the sea <br />protected by the enemy. <br /> <br />The fishermen who used to kill <br /> and if allowed would do so still. <br />They do not dare to harm a seal <br />the penalties are all too real <br /> <br />The fisher men bitterly complain <br />the seals are free to fish again. <br />Unhampered by the silly rules <br />complied by bureaucratic fools. <br /> <br />The fisherman can’t understand <br />why they are bound by this command. <br />But not the seals apparently <br /> They just ignore bureaucracy. <br /> <br />Seals are creatures of the sea <br />and as intended they are free <br />But the fishermen are not <br />That’s why they all bewail their lot. <br /> <br />22-Jun-07<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unprotected-species/
