COD FISH'S LAMENT

Then a came confederation
And I began to wane
Those days of mutual existence
Were never seen again

It was not for 30 pieces of silver
But Canadian international trade
That they "free for alled" my dowry
And my people then enslaved

Then trawlers came from many lands
They raked and towed their gear
Such mass exploitation
By ones who did not care

We would feast on caplin
With squid and herring too
But now we are forced to scavenge
Or in cod farms like a zoo

The predator they protected
And hounded me to ruin
And anyone who killed a seal
Was likened to a blood thirsty goon

And "burn your boats" was the
Battle cry of those with least to loose
Forced upon like resettlement
Again the people could not choose

Have faith in us said D.F.O.
We know what's best for you
And after repeated management plans
Nothing has come through