The seas of home <br />Once teemed with life <br />But now I drift for miles alone. <br /> <br />I sing but there is no reply- <br />Have the human’s killed us all? <br />Am I the last beyond recall? <br /> <br />No, I hear the answering call <br />Echoing out from miles away <br />A friendly voice above the storm <br /> <br />From without the depths <br />The answering songs <br />are fainter now than ere before. <br /> <br />We live amidst man’s detritus <br />The heavy metals poison all <br />Thus our proud line falls.<br /><br />John F. McCullagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whale-song-6/
