You sailed to our safe harbour, man-creatures from the west
New lords of island and our Indian Ocean nest.

Parrot beaked, pigeon-dove -- I posed in your king's confines
Meanwhile new human neighbours polished their plates to dine

Cheap meat.

You said you saw mermaids from the shore,
And when they tasted pretty good you wanted more.
Maybe in the distant grey, maybe not that far away
Someone'll say, "whatever happened to the good life we had, anyway..."

Cheap meat.