The Last Leviathan (Andy Barnes)

My soul had been torn from me,
And I am bleeding;
My heart it has been rent,
And I am crying.

All beauty around me fades,
And I am screaming;
I am the last of the great whales,
And I am dying.

Last night I heard the cry,
Of my last companion;
The roar of the harpoon gun,
And I was alone.

I reflect on the days gone by,
When we were thousands;
And I know I soon shall die,
The last leviathan.

This morning the sun arose,
Crimson in the sky;
The ice was the color of blood,
And the wind it did sigh.

I rose up to take a breath,
It was my last one;
From the burn came the roar of death,
And I am undone.

Now that we're all gone,
And there's no more hunting;
The big fellow is no more,
There's no use lamenting.

Which race will be next in line,
All for the slaughter?
The elephant or the seal,
Or your sons and daughters?