The Hector's Dolphin

The dolphin dances and plays in the waves

Golden joy shines from the sky above her

A silver beacon in the day

but there are ones who wish to harm her

and ropes begin to unfurl

Nets and knots tangle and harm her

Fishermen ensnare the innocent girl

They do not care that they will kill her

She cries out for help, a voice filled with pain

but her pod is too far away to hear her

She will not be the first one to be slain

There are not enough dolphins like her

to suffer this cruel and unjust fate

so little children are born to those like her

and if we don’t help them it may be too late