So I am back in New Zealand .. this is written and performed by a friend of mine .. Jonathon .. Liz Russell who I am very proud to know ... the COOL As outfit he is wearing is woven flax by someone else I am also very proud to know @Lisa Herk .. in one of the most beautiful places in New Zealand .. right at the top of the North Island .. at a gathering of the Tribes / whanau and friends .. at a Hikoi ... call / protest .. against @Statoil .. and the deep sea seismic testing / oil drilling in the area .. causing havoc ... with whales / dolphins already washing ashore ... Lots of amazing musicians and bands came and played the coolest music, good speeches and talks .... so proud to share and be a part of it .... and share with you ... Nick Gregory The Laughing Owl I’m Whekau the laughing owl, You’ll forgive me when I scowl, For I’ve been watching everything you do. You may think that I’m extinct, But you join me on the brink, So I’m saving up my last laugh just for you. This land of milk and honey, You’re trading in for money, Just to buy another shiny golden ring. Like a bunch of squabbling crows, Hoarding tat that glints and glows, You act like nature owes you everything. Well ha ha ha, Think of me next time you’re filling up your car, We must share this sacred ground, And the world’s just spinning round, All that oil hasn’t got you very far. I’m Whekau the laughing owl, Have you heard my haunting howl? As my laughter echoed for a million years. I’m nature’s sense of humour, To your malignant tumour, And without my laughter all that’s left are tears. You have sold our pristine seas, To some oil companies, Though we know what can’t be owned should not be sold. There’s cyanide in rivers, We’ve arsenic in our livers, And you’ve done it so the rich can have more gold. Well ho ho ho, You ladies with your jewellery ought to know, There is poison on your hands, Till you ban those wedding bands, It’s cyanide pits not glitz you’ve got on show. Well I am a laughing owl, And I won’t throw in the towel, But you make it worse by saying “it’s all good.” For this world was never yours, You’re a symptom not a cause, And a forest isn’t only made of wood. What once we called a facet, You think of as an asset, As you’ve got some finance companies to pay. You’re psychopathic monkeys, Like suicidal junkies, Who will sell our future for some cash today. Well hee hee hee Let’s all take no responsibility, So you’re searching for some joy, And the world’s your only toy, But when it breaks I’m sure you’ve got plan B. I’m Whekau the laughing owl, And you may be laughing now, While viewing symptoms all in isolation. But with just enough neglect, We’ve a runaway effect, That means complete global annihilation. Our atmosphere amasses Too many greenhouse gases, All the methane and the carbon dioxide, Endangering each genus, As Eden turns to Venus, Such that even I can’t find the funny side. Well haw haw haw, Your greedy fingers grasp the final straw, If you drill and mine or frac, You’ll break Mother Nature’s back, And all you’ve ever loved will be no more. I’m Whekau at laughing owl, Tweet me hashtag LOL, For I must prepare New Zealand’s eulogy. Carbon locked beneath the earth, Tell me is it really worth, All the suffering your kids will have to see? I am whekau on my knees, Heed the laughter of the trees, Papatuanuku’s sent me here to beg. You killed piopio and huia, Haast’s eagle and the moa, Please don’t kill the goose that laid the golden egg. Well ho ho ho, The end is nigh and so it’s time to go, We all must go to bed on The eve of Armageddon, And hope to see the promise of tomorrow.
Posted on: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 11:15:16 +0000
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