Injustice

that moment
that split second
that rain of blood
that clean incision

the stark redness of it all
the knife cutting clean across the grey back
the many bodies litter the deck
the gory scene just a way of life

that moment
that split second
that first spoonful
that rush of rich flavour

the air-conditioned luxury
the high-class restaurant
the many tables adorned with spotless white tablecloths
the special day celebrated with the most coveted dish

sharks
killed by the millions
just to be served up in bowls of soup
just to be savoured for those minutes

heir to millions of years of evolution
their survival a huge success of adaptation
why?
just to be killed for that short period of enjoyment

why?
kill them just to boast
why?
accuse them of killing
when we're killing them

who are the real killers?