Long ago the sailors
couldn't find them
Galapagos no natural
water there
and that it seems has
saved them
from us Humans
who would have
colonized them
does that scare?
you, and the Iguanas
Lonesome George
and many many more
the Boobeys and ancestral
friends all slaughtered
For meat
sun dried upon the bloodied shore

So many perished on the rocks
lost in fearsome seas
They couldn't cheat
the jagged rocks
Nor hear the sad reprise
The Enchanted Islands possibly
desribing the unique
Reptilian and original
Its the beautiful we seek
in a storm of souls that lived and died
on these islands in the sun
whose inhabitants were everywhere
with stresses really none

Darwin came and glimpsed their
true magnificence
and witnessed and remembered what he saw
Baltra suffered as have several others
Man can't help himself
of that I'm sure
He likes to ply the sea
in his sailing ships
photographing videoing, he's
poking blooming lenses
where they just should never go
until the natural world is on its knees

A Runway saw
the crushing of the natural rock
so as the hordes
Thats all of us can go
Fly in on those silver planes
bridge the channels
break the chains
Open up the islands
now we know

Again the so called Enchanted Isles
are under threat
Not from filibusters but from us
We set foot on these islands rather than view them from a distance
and honestly we really should discuss
Why we feel the need to be so selfish
our very presence certainly does destroy
hordes go in to pat the poor Iguanas
Who truthfully do not share our same joy