The Dwindling Numbers of Blue Whales

The captain walked on water

That's what the old sailors say

He would protect them from the tempest

By his word the wind’s kept at bay

Below the keel the fishes swam

And Jonah would tell his tales

As he lamented on the ills of men

And the dwindling number of blue whales

The blue whale - God's greatest creature

Both in stature and in size

King of the oceans, swimming wild

Until evil men turned his songs to cries

The noble one who did no wrong

Content to swim and preach of peace

But sacrificed for man's transgressions

His flesh torn piece by piece

When the captain requested that they be fishers

He didn't mean in a whaler's role

Their task not meant to render man’s death

But rather to make him whole

Swim on blue whale for you are my dream

And I pray you will remember I

I shall always turn my cheek for you

And never pluck out your eye.

THEN JESUS SAID TO THEM, "FOLLOW ME, AND I WILL MAKE YOU BECOME FISHERS OF MEN."

Mark 1:17 NIV