Voices of the sea,
What are you saying?
We are the ancient people
Who made ocean our home.
We know the hidden pathways
Under the trackless foam.
Green, beneath-sea kingdom
Where we freely roam.
Voices, answer me,
What are you praying?
That you learn to love us.
The wide range of the sea
From Arctic to Tropics,
Our only enemy,
You hunt, wound and kill us.
Answer, why should this be?
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