Save The Great White Shark
At the bottom of the sea
to punish the crimes of the white shark
rows of teeth like bricks of nocturnal
anchors that traded the racial spark.
We nailed the gangster during his dinner.
A witness missing an arm or a leg,
sold the ring to buy a healthy finger
to point at the guilt, its ship, its wreck.
The shark was quiet during the trial.
He yawned and played with a blemish.
The maimed attorney wanted to file
her client never swallowed a fish.
Why are the eyes so humanly white,
why do they bulge, so flat a face?
Why are ...