Pieta Of Canada - Poem by Saiom Shriver
On the white ice
flowing with red rivers of
a child's blood
a mother seal huddles over
who no longer nurses.
She cries outloud.. over and over
but there is
The little one has
been beaten with clubs and then
With impunity they steal
the skinblanket of the baby seal
as on land they kill
the cow's baby and make him veal
Canadian taxpayers are being forced to fund this welfare for
Newfoundland fishermen, literally with blood money.
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