Whale hunters target the baby first.
They shoot it with a harpoon
and watch it through the
sight.
They wait �
for the
ocean to stain red.
Before taking aim again.
But the mother never leaves.
She stays a foot or so away, knowing that she too,
will die at the tip of the hunter�s dart.
And the sound of her own melancholic song �
is the last that either will hear.
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- This is my own work and has not been generated in whole or in part by AI

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